Oh, that I could have but one night free of nightmares, But alas, I believe my heart to have surrendered hope, My soul to have been tainted by the shadows of despair. For I have lost a friend. Ever the brave soldier, You were not afraid of the darkness. Fitting to fate's affinity for irony, As it is now I that endures the depths of gloom Faced with but one truth that will outlast us all That whatever we do, We cannot prevent everything from falling apart How I would ask for your strength now, Be it that you were still here. Well I know this If I was there with you when the sky fell Watching as the debris rose in clouds Making its rapid march towards us You would say to me with a smile "The sky today is immaculately blue - Beautiful weather for an air raid"