歌词
It's hard to sing and speak sincerely.
I write these words from a real place.
I guard and cling to thoughts so dearly,
Yet I forget my mother's face.
Perhaps acceptance and denial go hand in hand,
I know that's how I have survived.
But I would like to say goodbye
And throw away those notes I made,
On all those days I kneeled and prayed.
With squinting eyes and clasping hands
I built faith back up out of sand
And left it to the waves
To wash it back away.
I hope these words aren't too outspoken,
As art works best when it's unclear.
I can't be poignant and heartbroken
And vague so somebody will hear.
But it's not painful when I see her in my eyes;
To me that's proof she'll never leave.
Though I would like to say goodbye.
I can't prove there's another plane,
But her blood runs thick through my veins
And if you've lost a loved one too
Their voice lives on inside of you
And memories will thrive
As long as you're alive.
Forgive the language used that's puerile,
Just know that healing takes a while.