A collaboration with the wonderful Alyssa Womack (QuoththeLlama over on the Muse forum). She wrote the most beautiful song about grief in the wake of her mothers death and very kindly allowed me to 'flesh it out' with her assistance. Alyssa is on vocals and acoustic guitar and wrote the song and lyrics - I arranged it and played everything else.
Reflections
I've been feeling like the mums you hung
On our old front porch
Like my roots dried out, and I'll grow no more
And I will never be quite like I was before
With all my sun dried petals drifting to the floor
Oh, I...
I have never looked so much like you
And looking in the mirror
Has never been so hard to do
I see you in my eyes, in my nose, in my smile
I see you and it steals my breath for a while
Well you can haunt every freckle
On this second-hand face
But what I've lost, reflections can't replace
I've been losing time and sleep
Thinking about your soul
How you won't come back, and you won't get old
Yeah, when you died something in me froze
But the birds still sing, and the grass still grows
Oh, I...
I have never felt a cut so deep
But I look in the mirror
And it's almost like you're here with me
I see you in my eyes, in my nose, in my smile
I see you and it steals my breath for a while
Well, you can haunt every freckle
On this second-hand face
But what I've lost, reflections can't replace
Now all we could have had is torn asunder
And I am here alone, afraid, and left to wonder
As my racing heartbeats crash like thunder
And it drags me under
And it drags me under
I see you in my eyes, in my nose, in my smile
I see you and it steals my breath for a while
Well, you can haunt every freckle
On this second-hand face
But what I've lost, reflections can't replace
I see you in my eyes, in my nose, in my smile
I see you and it steals my breath for a while
Well, you can haunt every freckle
On this second-hand face
But what I've lost, reflections can't replace
