the fury of it escaping the truth Where life turns cold You know when your memory dies Where fire flows Where life turns cold You know when your memory
mother gave us As children we played around our old home I know her reward is a mansion in heaven While her children on earth all scattered and gone Mother
On a dark stormy night the angels called mother The love that we shred for such a short while She called us around and told us she's leaving Then closing
Mother left this world of sorrow Our home was silent and so sad Dad took sick and had to leave us I have no home No mother nor dad There's a little
I'll never forget you Through the stories that I've heard For you, unknown brother My baby's mother's in pain 'Cause your soul is in heaven But your memory
a cabin by a meadow Where the wild bees swarm And I'm gonna love you Like nobody loves you And I'll earn your trust Makin' memories of us I wanna honor your mother
by the corner. Close to the end, down by the corner. Down at the edge, round by the river. Sudden call shouldn't take away the startled memory. All in
sunlight And if the rain falls down, It aina??t nothing but a blessed day today, The sun will shine after the rain dries (Mavado): To all mah thugs dat gone, memories
rage, the rage of love turns inward To prayers of devotion These prayers are the constant road across the wilderness These prayers are These prayers are the memory of God The memory
of peace are silent conversations, Appeals for love or loves release, in private invocations. But all that is changed now, Gone like a memory from the
're all right We're all right It's been a long hard road without you by my side Why weren't you there all the nights that we cried? You broke my mother
more than this An endless sense of soul and an eternity of love A sweet mother down below and a just father above For living on in others, in memories
Moral Bank hole in wall Favors for favors, fond but not in love Charity, standing orders, on Sundays ring road supermarket No killing moths or putting
talking to him And his chest is all swelled like he's proud and happy Like he's got a great idea, like he's making a memory Chorus: Wake up and and
dies let us celebrate You took his life, but his memory you'll never take You'll be heading to another place And the life you used to live will reflect in your mother
money But in the sixth grade I wanted to be the school dummy And flunked outta school with the flag pole And left my mother dear at home with a sad soul Because my mother
