to face my puzzle
watching the sands of time pass
in mom's tired eyes
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to face my puzzle
watching the sands of time pass
in mom's tired eyes
In mom's tired eyes
A lifetime of hard squalor
Defers a person.
Defers a person,
an unseeing vision of
hideous untruth
Hideous untruth
Sulking behind wasted years
A lost potential.
a lost potential
shyly approaches discharge
closing the circuit
Closing the circuit
Making the flow Going on
And here comes the light
And here comes the light
Reflected off the stopped spheres.
Angel of God's Grace.
Angel of God's Grace
And his name was Jeff Buckley
But he drowned long ago
He drowned long ago
amid strains of lilac wine
and Hallelujahs
and Hallelujahs
Hallelujahs! and Amen
For I love you all.
For I love you all
My most thoughtful times are spent
When we're together.
When we're together
Putting together pieces
Of your broken shelf
Of your broken shelf
There are many memories
Funny how time flies.
Funny how time flies,
and then you recall that it's
your own trusting fault.
your own trusting fault
look out my san francisco
the ocean hungers