When the wind dies down In the calm you make your mind When your eyes no longer see Thats when tomorrow begs for a chance to be seen
Realize the pain will end when youre finally released When is another stone when it changes to if
When desires quick decay Blinds the love it used to save When today is too much Thats when the sun comes out against your design
Devoted till the end Bow, stare and then The coffee that you made yourself sat waiting cooling one last time One flaw with your design Your heart was stronger than your mind So the coffee that you made yourself sat waiting, cooling one last time
One last time let it out
You cant communicate or carry all this weight Its bombs away my love So let it out
My mothers name was Mary. Saint Mary to my fathers friends, Mama Wes to my friends. In 2010 on the fourth of July she suffered a stroke. It affected her just enough to take the wind out of her sails. She felt useless. Over the next two years she gradually willed herself to die. On April 7th 2012 at 8:35pm my mother got her wish. She devoted her life to my father, my sisters, the church, and me. This song is for her.