Songs of the Moment
Saturday, June 23, 2001
she was diagnosed on a Friday
the kids were almost home
the kids were on thier way back home from school
lying face down in the gutter
of unaccomplished dreams and broken memories
of things to come
sorry ma'am,I really am
I had to break the news
I had to make the phone call
tell you that you're due you-know-where
I'll tell you when
and I suggest that you start living
these next three weeks the best that you can
every night for three long weeks
she roamed the hallways half asleep
and as the footsteps fade away
in my mind I could swear, I could swear I heard her say
don't wait for me
I've got a lot to do
I've got a lot to be
and in the end maybe I'll see you there
lost her stregnth on a Saturday
spent the day in bed
yeah I'm fine,
it's just the flu she said
with a smile
but when they turned their backs on things
she knew she only had a while
to live to breathe to be to sing to bleed
to stand on her own two weakened feet
so I pray every day
don't take my mother away
every night for three long weeks
she roamed the hallways half asleep
and as the footsteps fade away
in my mind I could swear, I could swear I heard her say
don't wait for me
I've got a lot to do
I've got a lot to be
and in the end maybe I'll see you there
every night for three long weeks
she roamed the hallways half asleep
and as the footsteps fade away
in my mind I could swear, I could swear I heard her say
don't wait for me
I've got a lot to do
I've got a lot to be
and in the end maybe I'll see you
there and in the end you know I'll see you
there and in the end maybe I'll see you there
don't wait for me
I've got a lot to do
I've got a lot to be
and in the end maybe I'll see you there
It's more appropriate now-----
you sigh and say goodbye
turn while I scratch out my eyes
what have I done this time
nevermind last year
never wanted to be
all of the things I'm sure are me
finially I can see
you're too good for this
and I know I'm too late
cus it's already nothing left to say
there's really nothing left to say
there's nothing left to say
oh if you only knew
how often I've thought of you
and how you would feel
you would smile for sure
so you can't be mad
when you do't get your sweater back
cus it's the only part of you
that I can hold
and I know I'm too late
cus there's already nothing left to say
there's really nothing left to say
there's nothing left to say
I know I'm too late
cus there's nothing left to say
and at the end of today is far too late
but I really never ever wanted it to come to this
it's the final chapter,
I never realized that it truly was
the end
all I was trying to do
was to have and not hurt you
couldn't bare to lose
my best friend again
and as you walk away
please believe me when I say
that it meant everything
to me too
and I know I'm too late
cus there's already nothing left to say
there's really nothing left to say
there's nothing left to say
there's nothing left to say
there's nothing left to....
Friday, June 22, 2001
Even though the moment passed me by
I still can't turn away
I saw the dreams you never thought you'd lose
tossed along the way
letters that you never meant to send
lost or thrown away
now we're grown up orphans that never knew thier names
don't belong to no one, that's a shame
you could hide beside me maybe for a while
and I won't tell no one your name
I won't tell 'em your name
scars are souviniers you never lose
the past is never far
did you lose yourself somewhere out there
did you get to be a star
don't it make you sad to know that life
is more than who we are
you grew up way too fast and now there's nothing to believe
and reruns all become our history
a tired song keeps playing on a tired radio
and I won't tell no one your name
I won't tell 'em your name
I think about you all the time
but I don't mean the same
it's lonely where you are, come back down
and I won't tell 'em your name
