Took
WILLIAM FITZSIMMONS · Lions 2014 · Track 04 of 12
Oh my God it's over Smiling devil on my shoulder Cut the cord for the leaving Fatherless for a season
How we break long division I will miss all her children Fall from grace and your favor From now on only stranger
But you took your breath from me But you took your breath from me
Cast my bones to the casket Tell her how long it lasted Hold a place in the mortar Lay her down here my daughter
Root her seed to another I was her native mother Never thought I could save her Please remind her I made her