To put it most simply, the oral traditional idiom persisted because—even in a written incarnation—it offered the only avenue to the immanent poetic t… - John Miles Foley

When you lose someone so young,
how do you start again?
You can't run and hide from the world outside
and you lock yourself in, wonder where to begin:
it multiplies the pain.
When you lose someone so young,
how do you start again?
As time goes by and tears run dry
and hope appears in place of fears
it takes away the pain.

One more day and he'll be dreamin'.
Let the night time roll away.
He'll do great things tomorrow
(so much to do today).
Another mountain he'll be climbin'
to a valley down below.
There's sunshine all around him
where the peaceful waters flow.

In our times of trouble
we only had ourselves.
Nobody else knows,
no one there to save us,
we had to save ourselves.
Yeah.
When the storms came through,
they found me and you
back to back together.
When the sun would shine
it was yours and mine,
yours and mine forever.