Took - William Fitzsimmons

Oh my God it’s over

Smiling devil on my shoulder

Cut the cord for the leaving

Fatherless for a season

How we break long division

I will miss all her children

Fall from grace and your favor

From now on only stranger

But you took your breath from me

But you took your breath from me

Cast my bones to the casket

Tell her how long it lasted

Hold a place in the mortar

Lay her down here my daughter

Root her seed to another

I was her native mother

Never thought I could save her

Please remind her I made her