Kala

Do you recognize me
 here on this sleeper train
 and do you feel the pain
 Growing into the night, Mary
 and i can feel the taste
 of your birthday cake
 remember how it was
 to hold you into my arms, Mary.
 It wasn't there
 the summer lights around
 i wasn't there
 his hand upon my knees
 And we're gone
 across the sunny streets
 And we're gone
 the day you died, Mary
 and we go faster now
 together throught the fields
 here on this sleeper train
 and i can touch your face, Mary.
 The precious things we've done
 hidden under my skin
 i let you sleep a while
 i leet you sleep
 a while, Mary.
 It was there
 the summer lights around
 i was there
 his hand upon my knees
 and we're gone
 across the sunny streets.
 And we're gone
 the day you died, Mary