Talks of past
all times moved on
no time to laugh
when laughters gone
we talk about the times that are now lost
you tell me things that aren't talked off
you tell me accidents that happened long ago
that times when god was too lost to know
i know you never meant to tell anyone
not me nor my mother
not me nor my father
not me nor god
you lost your faith that one night long ago
the thing you remember you said was snow
snow turned red from the tears you wept
but you lied
no tears were cried over the blood that was shed
you didn't cry as the body bled
its good it snowed again that night
the fear that anguished your body
left all evidence but god covered it up.
For you he did that
but what have you done to me?
she just lies
You tell me my mother was an only child
But you tell me she never played alone
she talked of Mary
you tell me she talks of the bible
but Mary was your daughter grandma
your face tells a story
your mouth cries the words.
she loved you
mother isn't here now
is that why you tell me
is autumn the time when death reigns
does the red tint the corners of a memory
god found you grandma
but what finds me now as you tell me your story as you die in your bed
i cry for memories that should stay buried
the snow begins to fall
i take your hand but there is nothing
no time to laugh
when laughters gone
