Other Friends Have Flown Before

I woke up to find death No water or wind No bluebirds were calling And a single lonely raven Was the first thing I saw The last leaves are falling The air is heavy With your whispered words And the cry of the raven Was the last thing I heard Nothing further then she uttered, In the silence there, I shuddered And I scarcely more than muttered, Other friends have flown before Other friends have flown before Other friends have flown before, Aaah... before All my sorrow, now will leave me As my hopes have flown before