this could be one of the prettiest songs ever written. but i'm pretty sure that she was pregnant (Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air). Maybe she died there giving birth, or she died later with the baby. He obviously loved her, but thats the hand they were delt (My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain) The memories are precious and painful. He has been forced to move on, he will never forget her, and is ultimately content with the life he has now (My loneliness healed, my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain
Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again)
this could be one of the prettiest songs ever written. but i'm pretty sure that she was pregnant (Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air). Maybe she died there giving birth, or she died later with the baby. He obviously loved her, but thats the hand they were delt (My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain) The memories are precious and painful. He has been forced to move on, he will never forget her, and is ultimately content with the life he has now (My loneliness healed, my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again)