It's Not Over

[Ashlea]

I lie awake
And cry myself dry
With tears of remembrance,
God let them know
They’re loved
And missed
And remembered,
At least by me,

Then come the tears of concern,
Don’t pull the trigger,
Not yet,
Can’t you see we still love you?
It’s not over,

We’ve all cried
And we’ve all hurt,
Those alive,
Those lost,
Those to be lost,
And those gone,
Gone,
But not forgotten,
Here,
But forgotten,
All are still loved