(Audio sample of mother talking to child)
[Verse 1: Alias]
I remember sitting, watching through the haze
Amazed by her, I long for those surreal days
Of inspiration in human form
Is my realization upon thought now
How I wish to view myself in third person stance
For a refreshing of the memory, how I long to return
I now sit in a parked car, looking at that house
Wishing I could enter, but it`s not possible
Perhaps when I return from my travels that sign will be there
But at present time, I`m stuck with memories of her
Especially since I`m so involved with music
She`s one reason I`ve evolved
She`s one reason why my brother can pick up an instrument
And learn it in a matter of minutes
How to play
I can recall her vividly teaching me chopsticks
At the age of five and dancing around the table
With my sister to the tune of Yellow Bird
The way she played
I thought I was that yellow bird
Flying around that table, floating, I felt so alive
I felt so young and care-free, so care-free
If she only knew the impact on me
Sitting next to her and listenting at an early age helped me
I believe that by her doing that, and having me read along
Instilled the value of knowing
Knowing things that helped me
Use my imagination
[Verse 2: Alias]
Now imagine having inspiration taken away in the winter
I ask you what is more depressing
Me left guessing where to go next, and feeling lost
It`s funny how the pain has stopped
But it only just begun
Strange how it was transferred directly to my soul from hers
And now I`m a different person, I just realized
You`ve never been overwhelmed with sadness
Until you`ve heard Amazing Grace echo off the walls of a church
You used to frequent with whom the song is being played for
I heard that song in a whole new light that snowy mid-winter morning
And now I`m mourning my inspiration`s passing
Numb with emotions and I`m left asking Why?
As the snow fell
I fell into my seat
Tears fell from my eyes
My heart fell to my feet
The fairness in all of this was non-existent
But relieved by the fact that our relationship was quite persistent
I thought I caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of my eye
As father asked us to bow our heads
And I`m guessing
That was her way of saying
Her last goodbye
