WDC Soundtrackers Resurrection Jukebox 2015 October 23 Day 7 |
Heavy, solemn, slow Serious and unsmiling Dark colors and muted tones Performing the rituals Fixed by age and use This time I'm the family With a trio of sisters And a lone brother Together in sorrow We endure the funeral I must play act, pretend That my pain is great that I have no place For joy in my heart I can only act sad I imagine my mum She makes a cuppa for Dad They sit together again Mum has her heart's desire Her Bill is right there I miss my mum. She died this year and I miss her. But I am happy for her; she was fifty-eight when my father died, and Mum died at ninety-three. Thirty-five years without him. I don't know how I could take that happening to me. She enjoyed Nat King Cole, as do I. His voice reaches right down inside of me and touches my spirit. When I imagine my parents now, happy in each other's company, I smile. "Smile" Smile though your heart is aching Smile even though it's breaking When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by If you smile through your fear and sorrow Smile and maybe tomorrow You'll see the sun come shining through for you Light up your face with gladness Hide every trace of sadness Although a tear may be ever so near That's the time you must keep on trying Smile, what's the use of crying? You'll find that life is still worthwhile If you just smile [instrumental interlude] That's the time you must keep on trying Smile, what's the use of crying? You'll find that life is still worthwhile If you just smile |