As Brilliant as the Last

come, little girl, come down to lay down your weary head
your doubts and fears and anger you don't dare to confess
some days, the sun sets later, to always rise again
each time as brilliant as the last to prove its faithfulness

down here by the river, a stronger being drowns
believing in their weaknesses instead of calling out
'oh death, where is your sting', i've nearly reached my end
but who is that there, reaching out, to save me by his hand

no plan or hopefulness can explain what's said and done
or describe the lightness
when someone gives you a reason to go on

hold and hide me deeply until i am done
'til i have earned my very last breath as well as could be done
oh, should earth remain the same 'til all our dying days
let best of what we have be shared, else we should be ashamed

come, little girl, grow up now and give up your pride
the same one offered for you when you were given life
some days the sun sets later, to always rise again
each time as brilliant as the last to prove its faithfulness
each time as brilliant as the last