The Farewell Bell

The peals of the funeral bell echo to the calm sky For someone today 'tis a final goodbye And on some future date whenever that be A similar bell will be ringing for me. Free of the cares of life and of worry and fear The farewell bell for him or for her the deceased one doesn't hear By it's slow drawn out tolls it's not hard for to tell That for someone the ringer rings the farewell bell. The same fate for you and for me and for all To the scythe of the Reaper we eventually must fall Yet on a sunlit wattle the magpie does sing And he care not if for one the farewell bell ring. A beautiful morning the magpie in song With the farewell bell he is singing along And white butterflies dancing a beautiful sight Around the blossoming trees in the warm sunlight