I found this album at the time my cousin died from cancer. She was too young. She was a sort of hero to me, strong, supportive, stood up for what she thought was right. She was a sailor, a firecracker, and I hear her singing from heaven (or wherever one goes), saying she is ok, it's ok, her sparks flew up to heaven, and she is laughing so hard, away from the pain.
I found this album at the time my cousin died from cancer. She was too young. She was a sort of hero to me, strong, supportive, stood up for what she thought was right. She was a sailor, a firecracker, and I hear her singing from heaven (or wherever one goes), saying she is ok, it's ok, her sparks flew up to heaven, and she is laughing so hard, away from the pain.