Billy was alone in his life.
but all he did was never talked to my new wife//
but one night he krept to our bed and whispered//
daddy does GOD cry? I looked at my bueatiful son and told him yea son//
how do u no he asked while he glanced at his mother//
well when the sky is raining and it is cloudy god is crying//
then he looked at me and whispered so right now god is crying//
before I could respond thunder rumbled in the night and the rain came down//
it has been 12 yrs since he was gone but now all I can do is stare back
at his coffin at all the times he asked me those sweet childess questions.

intense...good concept...

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