She’s going crazy, she’s slipped again… The Morning ride is all distain… Hanging heads are dodging pain Mumbling words about tears in rain
I’ve seen them all the crazy walks The used to be’s and big time talks Big time Charlie’s are cleaning clocks And crashed ashore on splintered rocks.
The tough as nails working Mom Lost in thought of where she’s from A strangers promise that didn’t come She’s heard it all, the words of some
Morning Train or rocking seas I close my eyes and watch time freeze A whispered love in swaying trees. I miss my Mom on bended knees.