Weightless like a feather
Lord, take my soul away,
Take me to my mother
I don't care if my dues aren't paid
I know I've got sins that'd walk me through hell
Send my sorry to my father,
Make me feel weightless
I want to feel weightless..
Weightless like a feather
Lord, take my soul away,
Take me to my mother
I don't care if my dues aren't paid
I know I've got sins that'd walk me through hell
Send my sorry to my father,
Make me feel weightless
I want to feel weightless..
Comments1
sadly, I relate to your yearning
not from experiences of loss
but by connecting with the ache
of gratitude for gifts and sacrifices,
I can never repay..
thanks for sharing, such an impassioned dedication,
even good parents, bring
their own burdens, in our lives..
I'm sorry for your loss
Thank you for your condolences. Seems like you relate to the feeling. I'm sorry for it and I hope you canb work it out and find peace or forgiveness, whatever you're looking for .
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