There are endless tears

And suffering we can't explain

There are dark grey clouds

That never seem to drift away

There's despair in the morning

That will tie us to the bed

But the story isn't over yet

There's a white flag raised



Saying we can't bear anymore

There are silent nights

Because nothing's like it was ...

And our dreams retell the sadness

So we cannot forget

But the story isn't over yet

I took a picture of the Grand Canyon

So I could remember that day



There are cards and letters

All letting their love be heard

Sympathetic smiles

From those at a loss for words

In our wake there are whispers

That tell of where we've been

But the story isn't over yet

I took a picture of the Grand Canyon



So I could remember that day

Oh but the beauty of the Grand Canyon

Stretches way beyond the frame

I can't sleep

There's too much weighing on my mind

But there's a bird out there

Still singing in the dead of night

Like it knows there's a season

when the sun's gonna set

But the story isn't over yet

The story isn't over