Canyon

Mighty you echo through Canyons Float with the breeze

Seeing you withered and weakened Trampled the dream

Gold were yr wings when they cut them Dipped in disease

Heavy your eyelids have closed

Taken to eternal sleep

Mighty is love

Death is a sickness that lingers Cuts through the bone

Matters not how much you offer In death yr alone

Gold were yr wings when they cut them We carried you home

Mighty you offered your love

Took none but gave all to us

Mighty is love