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Now You're Not There by The Shambles
The Shambles' Comments: This is a song for my mom,
bless her.
The moon rose low in the sky,
Like a young eagle first trying to fly.
Before he climbs and is soaring way on high.
I don't like the rules to this game,
It's filling up my heart with pain.
Why can't things stay the same?
Don't cry, there's no surprise,
The sun has rose and set in your eyes.
Welcoming eyes now filled with tears of goodbye.
There are things I still wanted to share,
Life's empty, now you're not there.
Don't think I didn't care.
It's OK, it's just the way,
All living things fade and decay.
Sun follows moon, night follows day.
There are so many things left unsaid,
They echo around in my head.
I can speak them, now you are dead.
The moon rose low in the sky,
Like a young eagle first trying to fly.
Before he climbs and is soaring way on high.
Roger Gall 1995.