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The child we lost 1963

There were shadows in the bedroom
When the light got throw by the lamp on the night stand
On your mother side after midnight still
You can see it all, you can see it all
At the closet in the corner
On the far black shelf with the
That box there full of letters of regret
You get all collection of you mothers's sign, country sign
And the landscape see from the window of the back seat
With some flowers in a basket
That afternoon at the school you and your oldest sister
Found your parents in your kitchen
And the table your father lifting on the lid of the box
And a hash feel over everything like a funeral pray
And the reverence, ancestral heavy in the air
But you didn't understand what it meant
That they never say her name around you
Even sitting on the table with her things they kept
You recal thiny card and the smell of the paint from upstairs room
You didn't know that's the box from there
Your parents are tonguing slowly around
Alwyse speaking in code
No they never say her name around you
All they told you is that it was perfect where your sister went
And you din;t understand way it hurts so much that she come and left so soon
Could only guess inside your head
Ohh they knew their mother wept
You washed, your father help me to since somethings come
But can't stay here
You're so brightness like a light through your eyes
Close tight then she tumbel away
From here some place
To remeber the night if that she made
To be an absens in mom, a sadness hanging over her
Like something uncross the flame
Drifting all and on
She was sister only whispear sometimes here or the child we lost
You're vision so fading, so fafing image
You're vision
You were a flame and that light as twice as brightly
As the rest us us
When you left you were right, then tumbel away
There was shadows that fall, still here certain agle
In th bedroom on the night stands
By your mother side from your light left
There's a box in the closet
With all the things kept and the landscape where she left
Flowers on the grave ...
Go on her way home
She never said it once at loud
On the way back home from were they meant
When he said where her sister wents
After her grandpa got hospise sick
He couldn't fall asleep
They wheeled his screath the bead a side her at nigh
And I saw a light
On the day that he die by the bed in grandma's eyes
While we said our goodbyes
She said don't cry
Somwhere he holds her
Said her name I didn't reconize
A light with all the shadows cominate