Mothers Trip
Life is not for everyone
Strike it 'til you Know it's found
Strike it gently My friend
Message is a dangerous game
I meant to play with you again
I'm sorry it went this way
Strike it gently my friend
You go death
I go life
Somewhere down below
Lies the sorrow and it hides in a
house where our grief is a backyard
And there lies a dog and it calls
Mothers trip and it fearlessly barks at
anyone who tries to come inside
that house where our grief is lonely
divorced husband
You go death
I go life