A thing

A midnight melody
A midnight elegy
A song to all we left behind
A song to all we keep in mind
Those who we wont forget
For all our held regrets
One by one they seem to fade
One by one they all are laid
And as we silently grieve
We humbly ask for a reprieve
But life is cruel and fate is fickle
No one's more under the sickle
But life is good and friends are here
Lets raise a glass and raise a beer
For all who live and all who breathe
To those who walk and those who lead
The dark will come until we tire
But it is us who lights the fire