We passed their graves: The dead men there, Winners or losers, Did not care. In the dark They could not see Who had gained The victory.
We passed their graves: The dead men there, Winners or losers, Did not care. In the dark They could not see Who had gained The victory.
“Walking with a friend in the dark is better than walking alone in the light.” Helen Keller
When you walk through the storm Hold your head up high And don’t be afraid of the dark At the end of the storm There’s a golden sky And the sweet silver song of the lark Rodgers & Hammerstein