Weeping endured many nights

but joy came in the mourning

thats right joy

laughter with tears

courage with fears

i chose you 

even though no one understood

you look like a hick and me ..

i look like the hood

neither true and we went deep

i cant even swim but i jumped in the sea

i willing to go the distance 

but you were just a sprinter

When you cut the race short 

weeping endured long that night 

but joy came in my mourning