Eulogy from The Wreckage by Charles Grace

Absence makes the heart grow fearful
When you’re all alone
Ask for wisdom when the mind grows feeble
Hold your head up high when you approach the throne

Dying feels like death
When pride lets out its final breath
And all you have to do
Is grieve the loss of who you used

Shed the former self
Nostalgic notions on the shelf
No lover’s gonna free from this hell
Of losing who you used to be

Absence makes the heart grow fearful
When you’re all alone
Ask for wisdom when the mind grows feeble
Hold your head up high
When you approach the throne

Don’t want fear to be out
Only love to be in
Free me from my doubt
Hold me in your arms
Where I should’ve been

Absence makes the heart grow fearful
When you’re all alone
Ask for wisdom when the mind grows feeble
Hold your head up high
When you approach the throne

Dying feels like death
When pride lets out its final breath
And all that’s left to do
Is trade the lost for who you’re meant to be

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