Truscott

This one’s for sadness, these are for pain
And here are the words you can’t get back again
Well I’m holding a picture of you on your lawn
Smiling like an angel, the fortunate one
Well it’s alright now
People get through this somehow
It’s alright now
We will keep moving I know
If you remember cause I do
When the fever was breaking
I was sweat-soaked and frail
I dreamed I was Stephen Truscott a child in jail
And when I awoke and I felt your cool breeze
I wept like an ocean, sweet tears of relief
Well it’s alright now
People get through this somehow
It’s alright now
We will keep moving I know
If you remember cause I do