Sister
MICHEAL EDWARD FLYNN, WILLIAM RICHARD II FITZSIMMONS
I'm overwhelmed
She stopped in for a spell
I found the true
Like she had always knew
She visits me
On Sunday afternoon
A firmament
I welcome to this room
Sister dressed in mourning hue
Fall to me sent of better rooms
Leave me in water colored plumes
And melodies
Traces of a girl that I once knew
In evening now
She shadowed in the grey
Her covenant
To slowly slip away
Oh sister dressed in mourning hue
Fall to me sent of better rooms
Leave me in water colored plumes
And melodies
Traces of a girl that I once knew