The Ballard of a soul survivor

There are no clouds in the sky and the sky is blue,
It is time to be done with the old and start a new,

No more pain sorrow or tears,
It is time for me to stand tall and strong,
By confronting all my fears,

The flowers in the garden felt it moving ever closer in the spring,
The birds sing about it in the songs they sing,

You can tell that is nearing ever closer,
As the waters run that little more clearer,
The angels up in heaven know all to well that its a dawning of a new era,

On first light of the morning when the sun lights up the sky,
Happiness will run through the hearts of every one,
And no sad tear I will ever cry,

Lovers sisters and brothers will rejoice in extacy,
The meaning of life we be foretold for all to hear and see,
Every thing that has a spirit on gods good earth will run wild and free

This is the Ballard of a soul survivor