My tears were all dry, gone, with yesterday’s pain Like morning dew They were lost in the rain Perhaps I was free Or rather suppressed Memories of her And my love gone to rest. But come from the dark In unwelcome pain Loneliness and sorrow To rest in my brain. And again, I’m reminded Of the joy that was lost And the bleak shadows Of her tomorrows loss. So, to amber protection And alcohol’s bliss I drink to her And pour he...