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Miika Tenkula
6.3.1974 - 19.3.2009
So brief was the light on your way
Rest In Peace
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The bells again...someone has died
The bells of the end toll to remind
that life´s but a race against time
At your back you´ll always hear
The Chariot of Time hurrying near
The faster you run the closer it comes
A pursuer you can not outrun
Hear these words I say:
-Make the most out of your day
For brief is the light on our way
On this momentary trail
Hear these words, awake:
-Make the most out of your day
For brief is the time, so brief is the time
that we´re allowed to stay
The bells again...whose turn this time?
To reach the end, yours or mine?
Each funeral just makes us realize
that life´s but a series of goodbyes
Life passes by, melts away like snow in the spring
We all are blind to the running of time
(Sentenced -Brief is the light)