As The Footsteps Die Out Forever - Catch 22

She was diagnosed on a friday

The kids were almost home

The kids were on their way back home from school

Lying faced down in the gutter

Of unaccomplished dreams and broken memories of things to come

Sorry ma＇am i really am

I have to break the news

I have to make the phone call

To tell you that you＇re due you know where

And i＇ll tell you when

And i suggest that you start living the next three weeks the best that you can

Every night for three long weeks

She＇d roam the hallways half asleep

And as the footsteps fade away

In my mind i can swear i can swear i heard her say

Don＇t wait for me

I got a lot to do

I got a lot to be

And in the end maybe i＇ll see you there

Lost her strength on a saturday

Spent the day in bed

Yeah i＇m fine it＇s just the flu she said

With a smile

But when they turned their backs

The tears would flow

She knew she only had a while

To live

To breathe

To be

To see

To bleed

To stand on her own to weakened feet

And so i prayed

Every day

＂don＇t take my mother away＂

Every night for three long weeks

She＇d roam the hallways half asleep

And as the footsteps fade away

In my mind

I can swear i can swear i heard her say

Don＇t wait for me

I got a lot to do

I got a lot to be

When in the end maybe i＇ll see you there

Every night for three long weeks she'd roam the hallways half asleep

And as the footsteps fade away in my mind

I could swear I could swear I heard her say:

"Don't wait for me I've got a lot to do I've got a lot to be and in the end maybe I'll see you there "

Don＇t wait for me

I got a lot to do

I got a lot to be

And in the end maybe i＇ll see you there