The Mortician's Daughter

I open my lungs dear

I sing this song at funerals...no rush.

These lyrics heard a thousand times, just plush.

A baby boy you've held so tightly, this pain it visits almost nightly

Missing hotel beds I feel your touch.



I will wait dear, a patient of eternity, my crush

A universal still.

No rust.

No dust will ever grow in this frame,

One million years I will say your name.

I love you more than I can ever scream.



We booked our flight those years ago,

I said I love you as I left you.

Regrets still haunt my hollow head,

but I promised you I will see you again, again



I sit here and smile dear

I smile because I think of you and I blush.

These bleeding hollow dials...this fuss.

A fuss is made of miles and travels

when roadways are but stones and gravel.

A bleeding heart and conquer every crutch.



We booked our flight those years ago

you said you loved me as you left me.

Regrets still haunt your saddened head but I promised you I will see you,



We booked our flight those years ago

I said I loved you and I left you

Regrets no longer in my head,

I promised you and now I'm home again, again, again,



I'm home again, again, again

I'm home again.