• Watching as they pass by, thunder rumbling across the sky.
    of all the days to die couldn't you have waited for the sun??
    The mourners walk single file in the sea of black umbrellas.

    I lift my head and welcome the rain, it helps hide the sorrow.

    through the grave yard my heart feels hollow, but these people I must follow,
    and add my own black umbrella.

    I lay a rose upon your grave and sadly, slowly walk away, into the sea of

    Black umbrellas