My mother went this morning,
October in the fall.
There wasn`t any warning,
And no good friends to call.
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It`s just water under the bridge,
It`s just water under the bridge.
Is this time to wipe my eyes,
From staring at the sun?
All day long I heard the blackbird sing,
What`s it take to make him cry?
The sermon was empty,
And there are clouds in my eyes.
Mom and Dad turned to ashes and just blew away.
Slip away little darlin`,
Your angles are long gone.
They`re in the flame of a candle that`s melting a new dawn.
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For the rest of our lives we could live so free,
Like a million flying birds.
But I don`t remember if it was you or me,
Who sang these dying words...
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