Goodbye...

Cry, little child, cry
For you're as lonely as can be
Your tears are the only stars in your sky
The only rain your flowers will see

Plant and cultivate, cultivate and sow
Help your emptiness to grow
In time it will blossom, red, black, and blue
But merely be the death of you

Goodbye, little child, goodbye
Your life was a meaningless abyss
All you have left now is to die
And hope at last for peacefulness