The Music Plays On

Are they done yet?
They are never done.
But has the music stopped?

Their music plays on
It will never stop! It will never end.
It seems they've gone so far, they can never be reclaimed again.

But it's not hopeless!
No, though I have less and less hope.

But you can't give up!

It's not up to me
Oh, sure we'll carry on, doing what we can
But it's hard to keep feeding the ones who turn and bite my hand.

Noah, this is not like you. You've never been in such a state
Where is my eternal optimist? Has the rain washed away all your faith?

I thought not

Guess I'm just feeling blue.
But if you'd seen what I've seen

My dear, I have eyes too.
Yes we will carry on, for what else can we do?
I have a feeling though this life is hard,
The alternative would not appeal to you!
Better?

Yes.

You are awaiting a call?

Yes.

One of our sons, yes?

No. Someone in need that is all.

So you have not given up! I knew it could not be true!
Even if you were to try, you could not stop helping, not you!
My Noah. My Noah. My Noah.