Precession moves on, the shouting is over Praise to the glory of loved ones now gone Talking aloud as they sit round their table Scattering flowers washed down by the rain Stood by the gate at the foot of the garden Watching them pass like clouds in the sky Tried to cry out in the heat of the moment Possessed by a fury that burns from inside No time for despair! Mere thoughts No time for despair! No time for despair! No time for despair! No time for despair! No time for despair! No time for despair! No time for despair! Cry like a child, though these years make me older With children my time is so wastefully spent Burden to keep, though they're inner communion Accept like a curse, an unlucky deal Played by the game, at the foot of the garden My view stretches out from the fence to the wall No words could explain, no actions deter him Just watching the trees and the leaves in state fall No words could explain, no actions deter him No words could explain, no actions deter him No words could explain, no actions deter him No words could explain, no actions deter him No words could explain, no actions deter him No words could explain, no actions deter him