"Mother's Eyes" is written from the perspective of an adolescent trapped in a school shooting. And the thought that come with certain demise
lyrics
We are not going to make it home
I've lost quite a lot of blood
And you are barely hanging on
Its times like these that hope has moved on
Went to another building
And to other lives
What ill miss most are my mothers eyes
And the hold of my father
Letting me know it would be alright
And I wish I could lie one last time in my own bed
And feel love surrounding me
Before I layed my head
A look to you
And my now brittle heart breaks
Because what hurts worse than my wounds
is your pleading face
And your outstretched hand
With what feels like a last push
Our fingers unite
It helps to know someone is there
Because now I've lost sight
With a whisper of encouragement I make sure our palms lock
Then nervousness washes over me as I hear another gun cock
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