people die

and

i don't know why

the ones that you love 

go fly with the doves

up to the sky

are they now spies?

they look down

or 

so i hear

will they cheer 

when they see me down here

it makes me sad

to see them go 

but i guess that's how the world works

so

goodbye for now

see you soon

i miss you dear

and

I've shed the tears

i hope you have some fun up there

all the way up in your golden chair