Sister
WILLIAM FITZSIMMONS · Lions 2014 · Track 09 of 12
I'm overwhelmed She stopped in for a spell I found her true Like she had always knew
She visits me On Sunday afternoon A firmament I welcome to this room
Sister dressed in mourning hue Fall to me sent of better rooms Leave me in water colored plumes And melodies Traces of the girl that I once knew
In evening now She shadowed in the grey Her covenant To slowly slip away