Emily

Give yourself to the sky.
Give yourself to a pyre
Upon which you'll lie
Give yourself up to find,
Give yourself up to be released,
So you could be free

And if it comes down to it
Whatever doesn't matter now
Can tell us both somehow

But it doesn't really matter now
You're estranged and underground
Have we lost our guardian angel

Ten forty five and the wind stopped blowing
I couldn't see it but the world stopped turning
Eight years old, a bolt of lightning crashes.
Pick your fight or flight responses and
Tell me nothing's wrong when there is
Mommy I'm scared, take, take me home

Give yourself up to the sky,
A bullet, a tear, a lightning rod
Give yourself up to be free,
Let me see the sun through the trees.
Give yourself up for me,
And I will spend my nights in disbelief

And if it comes down to it
Whatever doesn't matter now
Can tell us both somehow

But it doesn't really matter now
You're estranged and underground
Have we lost our free-spirited girl

Ten forty five and the wind stopped blowing
I couldn't see it but the world stopped turning
Eight years old, a bolt of lightning crashes.
Pick your fight or flight responses and
Tell me nothing's wrong when there is
Mommy I'm scared, take, take me home

No radio to call my mother station
No radio and no communication

Well if I'm a beacon now you should've seen me before
'Cause I'm burning brighter than the sun
Well if I was a shadow before well you should see me now
'Cause I'm a black star collapsing in on itself

But it doesn't really matter now
You're estranged and underground
Have we lost our sweet Emily?

Ten forty five and the wind stopped blowing
I couldn't see it but the world stopped turning
Eight years old, a bolt of lightning crashes.
Pick your fight or flight responses and
Tell me nothing's wrong when there is
Mommy I'm scared, take, take me home

And it's a winter night and I'm thinking about you,
Thinking about you, I'm so lost without you
And in a mother's arms are emptiness scars
From a life ripped away before it could thrive.

...

Ten forty five and my world stopped turning
Inside your heart a flame stopped burning
Eight years old, a bolt of lightning crashes.
Pick your fight or flight responses.
Tell me nothing's wrong when there is.
I heard you scream my name, my Emily.

But I can't sleep to dream anymore.
It's hard when I try and think of you.
I pray every night for the memory to stay alive,
But you're gone now.

And it rained from a clear blue sky at your funeral,
A rainbow cascaded across the sky;
I know you were looking down on me saying
"Mom, you've just got to try."

"You've just got to try."