כתבתי שיר על אובדן ותהיתי מה אתם חושבים עליו

The apple was fallen too far from the apples tree
Found a new home in the clouds where everyone should be
In their death, or in their life

Watching on the news and turning off the TV
Don't let the curropt demons reach up to me
With their rope, or with their knife
With that jump, oh, the ways are rife

I always thought how do parents go on when they lose a child
I always thought how do they wake up every day every time
How do they breath, how do they sigh
When he's up high
Got it let you do wake up
And for just a second
You forget, and then, oh you remember
You're like getting this call again and again
Every time
You don't get to stop waking up
You have to keep being a parent even though you don't have a child
Anymore

I didn't know whether to go or to stay
I've said many things that I should not have said
I should've hugged him more, or at least said goodbye
But now it seems he just left me to cry

I always thought how do parents...Anymore

Oh yeah it sounded like a good plan
I didn't have to tell it, he knew what's the plan
He knew I'd come back
He knew I'd come back
He knew I wouldn't let his heart be broken again but his heart has an attack
But when the sun is up, and when the moon is up, I get to see his face in my dreams and in my life

I always thought how do parents...Anymore

The apple was fallen too far from the apples tree
Found a new home in the clouds where I wanna be.