The Tears are still flowing,

Upon the counties of many new soils,

And although you are gone,

Leaving your legacy, before a new dawn,

Your spirit and soundtracks are still printed in the wind,

Fresh and pure, like the raw energy of new daffodils

Some might decide to Sing,

Some might decide to Mourn,

And though you have left the ring,

A brand new faith is born

Tony Tokunbo Fernandez