Monday, December 04, 2006
'i heard the laughter at the depot
but my tears fell like the rain
when i saw them place that long white casket
in the baggage coach of the evening train
the baby's eyes are red from weeping
its little heart is filled with pain
oh daddy cried they're taking mama
away from us on the evening train
as i turned to walk away from the depot
it seemed i heard her call my name
take care of my baby and tell him darling
that i'm going home on the evening train
i pray that god will give me courage
to carry on 'til we meet again
it's hard to know she's gone forever
they're carrying her home on the evening train'
He wrestled with his demons all his life, thats why so many adored him, and why he was so loved - a broken man just trying to piece his life back together.
i thought the tears would stop,
but they don't.
how do we know where we belong?
the arc of the moon,
the autumn leaves that have fallen,
the ocean that is as blue as my eyes.
it's all so far far away,
the innocence of children playing...
what can we take when we go?
i have nothing to hold, nothing.
when i close my eyes i can picture my grandfather singing old gospels;
what does that mean?
broken down at the side of the road?
clipped wings that can no longer fly?
why when i look at me do i see you?
tonight it's hard to learn to breathe again,
but that's nobody's fault but my own...
...the wind is blowing and i can't get to the sails
that's what i'm feeling at 4am this morning