Heard the news this morning
Frost barely gone from the ground
Compassion died without mourning
Chased away without a sound
Answering the calling
Like a servant to a crown
Trust comes with no warning
Time after time they let you down
Passed a sign out by the roadside
Letters I could hardly see
Like a memory lost its meaning
Slipped away from me
Spring will turn to summer
Backs will turn and leave you cold
I can't help but wonder
When will mercy beat the gold