In the wee hours of the morning,
Our illusion shattered around us.
With a stifled cry and a heavy heart,
We bid ye farewell.
How we were to live, we knew not
But you had taught us well
Smile through your troubles and grief
And you shall overcome them
These words we took unto our hearts
And slowly our smiles returned
Along with the understanding
That everything around us is NOT real.
Where we thought there would be profound grief,
There was none,
‘coz our hearts knew,
as it was written, so was it done.