You share a noose, you and I
Seeming alone, but togther we cry.
Life’s so sad, so stricken with grief
Is there an end, or some sign of relief?
Tighter and tigher Life pulls at our knot.
Alone we struggled, solo we fought.
Until the day, we stood as one.
With eachothers help, the struggle was done.
We shared a noose,
You and I.
No longer alone, no longer we cry.