It Still Goes On

I wish this song
Be stopped in the middle
Where fate has driven me long
Like fingers on the fiddle.
I wish an end to this pain
But there are tears to be shed
So none would try in vain,
With more sufferings ahead
It still goes on.
Never these wounds would heal
Till there is blood to be spilled
To redden the lake where life
Still goes on.

Composed November 02, 2004