We buried his mama in the sky
And now she sings in an angel choir
Red and blue birds ride beside her
We buried his mama and learned how to cry
We buried his mama in a fire
And now she sleeps in a star
Yeah in North Carolina the suns a little brighter now
We buried his mama and danced through the night
I don’t know what God I believe in
But I see you everywhere
In my dreams
In the face of a stranger
In my newborn prayers
In the empty air
I buried my father in my body
And all that’s left is a funny-bone heart
Touch it gently, it falls apart
Oh I buried my father, he runs through my blood
We bury our worry in the ground
And right above build a home
Hang reminders on the walls
Search for answers in the halls
Oh we bury our worry and wait for your call
I don’t know what God I believe in
But I see you everywhere
In my dreams
In the face of a stranger
In my newborn prayers
In the empty air
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