Quiet Goodbye

The heavy cold iron

in my shaking hand

I did not foresee it,

I did not plan

One moment of anger,

a lifetime of dust

Now everything beautiful turns into rust

Oh, the weight of the shadow I made today

No amount of water washes this blood away

What have I done

to a mother's own son?

Now I run

His eyes are still open,

reflecting the sky

As the wind in the branches

begins to sigh

I carry the heavy weight

of the slain

To walk forevermore

in the driving rain

There's no going back across that line

No turning back the hands of time

(no

turning back)

Oh, the weight of the shadow I made today

No amount of water washes this blood away

What have I done

to a mother's own son?

Now I run

Now I run... (lord

forgive me)