Eleven sisters slip down the stairs
staring down at their mothers closed eyes
Cold lids, lifeless, beautiful
Fallen too soon from the fire of youth
Wife,mother,sister,friend
Heaven can’t wait to see you daughter of love
As you prayed, "Father, As I enter into this new world
you find me in my daughters, carrying me in their laughing hearts
May they love and live and know they are free
May they dance as I did under this Nebraska skyline
Fathers memory deep in my soul
May they hold close the stories he told
Father said, Ada, my love can you sing me a song
from the grave, a song of love?
You in your black dress so young and beautiful
You and me forgetting time waiting for the sunrise. Can you sing for me again?
Long stairs wooden banister winding down to the ballroom
Down past the colored lights that mother bought in Venice
Your merry heart
Your eyes of blue
Though I have no memory of you
I remember you when I see myself
Dancing with a merry heart
Following love to the better part of wisdom
I see you when I see my mother
The face of longing for her mother
I see you when I see the past
Cut coldly in a song for the brave
Don’t weep for me my lovely
I carried your love always
I’ll keep you close to my heart
Beating fast in this dream in the dance hall
