Mom was dying of cancer, and by the end she couldn't talk, could barely move, but she made sure there was her huge portrait of Jesus at the foot of her bed.
lyrics
“Just one more cigarette, what will it hurt?”
A light and a puff and a return to dirt
Waving to all now she trills her goodbye
Hoping they won’t see the fear in her eye
And her Jesus, he hangs on the wall
Open arms smiling, he waits for us all
And she says, she looks for his face
It’s the first thing, the last thing that she sees
Fingers and eyebrows are all that remain
Holding a hand through the laugher and pain
Daily she waits for the cup and the bread
Clinging to all of the things that he said
Bridge
Don’t move, and don’t move, and don’t move your eyes
Blink she’ll be gone with a faint crooked smile
Don’t go, and don’t go, I wish you could go
Dance with your darling divine
It’s the first thing, the last thing
It’s the first thing, the last thing
It’s the last thing, the first thing
that she sees
credits
from Teaspoons,
released August 6, 2020
Words/Music Rick Jensen, 2004
Guitars, Vocals: Rick Jensen
Piano: Jesse Lind
Drums: Steven Hardin
Bass: Chad Lloyd
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