Sacrifice
(Inspired by "The Sun in the Stream" by Enya)

The bagpipes play,
Rolling across the grassy hills
Along the narrow way,
Lifting tall the vines,
Passing away the grey.

The melodies dance
Hand in hand with the wind,
Setting flowers in a trance,
Pairing up beside their beds--
Giving mem'ry one last chance.

See the sunlight peering through?
Dark clouds do pass away!
With a song so clear and true
I've given all and left it there,
Given all--and left to you.

I see the sorrow, feel the tears,
Don't you cry for me;
I have left along this road my fears--
Doubt and worry are no more--
A new journey this way nears.

For I am free, and so are you--
None than this has been so true;
So now I fly to realms above,
Swift as wings upon a dove,
Where bagpipes play the life away,
And ceases not eternal day.