I looked down at a sparkling band And only saw my Mother's hand The things I've earned They never came too cheap But then the likeness only goes so deep As clouds approach the facing shore And although two pairs of shoes sit by the door I can't pretend I don't descend I know I should be joyful now But time means nothing Only the love you gave to me can save me I think she knew I raise my voice And shake the walls But if I chance to cry at all I hope you hear me now I'm coming through I looked down at a twist of lace And only saw my Father's face The things we shared Have hurt us both so much sometimes We each go places love can't touch
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