The Messenger

Nothing that has plagued our lives can ever do us harm Then the voices railed against us, then the path was steep Now the sounds are softer, now the road is ended In your arms, I'll sleep Turn away from madness, burn the inner light Pray for me as cheerfully as I slip into the night Death is just a visitor watching for a while Sullen and predictable, love is versatileEverything is peaceful, and falling into place I no longer feel the wounds suffered in the chase Then we were at turns divided, then by turns oppressed Now the pain is over, now we lie together Gratefully at restPut aside the notion that the end is near Stay with me eternally, the terrors disappear Death is just a messenger in a poor disguise Fooling no one, lost for words, love is in your eyesNow we know as we are known, unimagined things Death is just the messenger, love the truth it brings