Gates of Saints

I don’t have long left on this earth to write
I tried my worst but I must soon give up this fight
I’ll close my eyes and turn my thoughts to the light
God didn’t grant a happy ending
You look on me with smiling eyes
You try and help me to rise above this
Sense of certainty my liberty’s been taken from me
And I’m headed for my longest night
God didn’t grant a happy ending
At least this ward is warm and quiet and clean and bright
And all the doctors dress in robes of pearly white
Just like the gates of saints, where angels they take flight
But, God didn’t grant a happy ending
I wish to live with all my might
Hold the string of my favourite kite
Instead I’ll lie here as my chest grows ever tight
God didn’t grant a happy ending
No, God didn’t grant a happy ending