Meaning-Meaningless

Meaning-Meaningless - Ron Pope

In the sweet embrace of twilight

Just before the nighttime came

All her children in the front yard

There was laughter on the breeze

Then a call came from her father

In his house half way cross town

He says “Love I hate to tell you

But your mother she's gone now ”

And time moving quickly before our eyes

Oh why do these moments seem to fly

So she tries to tell her husband

But she cannot make a sound

And he hears through all the silence

So before she hits the ground

He says “Baby are you with me”

And she opens up her eyes

Then she says “I lost my mother”

And a piece of her heart dies

And time moving quickly before our eyes

Oh why do these moments seem to fly

And time moving quickly before our eyes

Oh why do these moments seem to fly

I am trapped and wondering why

Now it's late and she is restless

All her girls are tucked in bed

She is searching for a meaning

When all words feel meaningless

And the hardest part of losing

Is the memory of the win

The hardest part of letting go

Is when you know you never can

The hardest part of letting go

Is when you know you never can

And time moving quickly before our eyes

Oh why do these moments seem to fly

And time moving quickly before our eyes

Oh why do these moments seem to fly

I am trapped and wondering why

Moving quickly before our eyes