I Tried Not To Cry

I tried not to cry 

I held captive my soul

When it came I tried,

To sink it a hole

When the tears do come

They come with a fight

They come not welcome

They come in spite 

I see old men, they cry

Their tears water their grave

I see old men, they die 

Where flowers grow, from the tears they gave

Now, I let go

Where my tears can run free

And now I can show 

How happy I can be 

My tears rarely fall

In cause of sorrow 

Instead they fall 

For others to barrow 

I find my tears

Being of joy 

It had taken years 

Years I destroyed 

I can cry and cry again 

For these tears are happy 

And happy I can 

Sometimes - Luke Bell