Without a Moon

When the sky is no longer blue
And stars fail to shine
When the Flowers no longer bloom
And the birds and bees no longer fly
When the rain no longer falls
And rivers and streams run dry
When the sun no longer shines
And grapes no longer make wine
When the music fails to sooth us
And instruments fail to amuse us
When the Truth is no longer true
And the end seems so near
You will never have to fear
you will always be my dear...