Past The Eulogy

Sweeping the leaves from my family's name

Cleaning the stone engraved symbol

Her given name slowly appears from under my hands again

I light the candles and burn the sticks of increase

At times I need to breathe in these fumes

To set aside all signs of a brutal world

The flower seeds rise up from the dirt and bloom

They stop the blood in these veins from running cold

What was the meaning of this drama this stillborn

Breathing in hard thinking of the memory trying to recall

Why was my life so suddenly disturbed, destroyed and torn

Why me why was she the one chosen to fall

There is no sense in pointing out the blame

Those kind of words have yet failed to maintain

In that I will never find an answer

In my life now there is no energy for this type of anger

A thousand times I've stared into the deep

And still thinking about the eulogy time after time

All these lonely tears they fell like snowflakes down my cheek

Look at my face and tell me please am I doing ok?

A thousand times I've cried myself to sleep

But waking up again with the same sorrow day after day

Somebody please pull me up I'm sinking way too deep

Fortunately so many hands are reaching out for me

There are so many things in life

I still have a chance to gain

I can finally stitch up these sore wounds and see

I can believe in these words because they carry my pain

Because they carry my pain

Carry my pain!