Gone In Love

I will wipe my brothers tears with the sleeve of my jacket

And we will beat the nighttime bloody with this song

Joys strong mallet

And the weight wont be weighty

Will never be overbearing

When the burden is love

It is the only weight that ever was worth carrying

I will hold my sister even though my arms are shaking

We’ll demand that she be given back what has been taken

When your gone in love there is no risk there is no prize

Just a table maybe a warm heart maybe a trusting pair of eyes

I will sing my mother hymns of old when she is passing

For every heartache I have caused

Oh my mother I am sorry

But when you sang it broke my heart

I fell in love with your trying

And I want you to know that there is nothing you have done that has been wasted