Requiem: Of A Mentor Lyrics

"Never be ashamed of your tears, for in your tears I find something beautiful."
Thelma Abernathy
10.05.04 - 1.10.98


Your hands above me now
Just where she said they'd be
Your hands above me now
And Your eyes shining down on me

Teach me the words she would use
And tell me the things she would say
I feel like I'm getting close
To getting there
These conversations feel like yesterday

Angels, care for her hands
For her hands taught me to smile
And each evening as I left
There were sunsets to birth the night

Ad te omniscaro veniet
Requiem á¦ternaum dona eis, Domine