26 August 2010

Waking up and the bed was made
No one looked me in the eye
More I try, more I cry
And it’s all for the best

Watched my brother cutting grass outside
Sitting on the porch he told me
It’s a long way to go before we can rest
But it’s all for the best

You’re so beautiful it sings
On a lonely lazy morning
And when I see you rocking back and forth
Whispering that it’s all for the best

One day the stone will roll away
Soon you’ll see
you’re far away from home but never far away from me
And that’s all for the best

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