Little Dead Bertha

Morning Light

Little Dead Bertha


Morning light 
After long hard night 
Is gray and sad as your feelings 
Mist in your eyes 
And pain in your head 
And this all your killing 

Stay only belief in best 
What this day give your rest 
And dreams return to you 
For the present feel bad 
In the mirror you as dead 
You know that is true 

Flowing rain 
In your tired brain 
Is cold and dim as your sense 
Sorrow in your heart 
And tremor in your hands 
This all for you my friend.