• I seen a picture, so black, white, and gray

    A lady hunched over, on a cold summer day

    The thought of her hair, covering her face

    she must've been mouring on a very sad day.

    This woman in the picture came right up to me,
    chanting to herself a prayer, I asked to thee.
    "What is wrong maiden, so young and sweet?"

    for she responded
    "My love has died on this very eeire day, for the hallway shadows
    enveloped me. For I am very lonely, lonely to be."