For My Father



just like shadows on a wall
just like vapors in the fall
just like dreams that vanish at dawn
we are the answer to a call

everybody gets to die
everybody gets a piece of that pie
the universe just sighs
we are the answer to a call
the all in the all in the all
we are the answer to a call

we're not quite what we think we are
we never were and will not be
we are something of a mystery
no different for you and me

at the end there is silence
at the end there is a reaching hand
do not look too far up or hidden
this is far from all our plans

everybody gets to die
everybody gets a piece of that pie
the universe just sighs
we are the answer to a call
the all in the all in the all
we are the answer to a call

i am not sure what love is
it is something beyond words
i think it says don't worry
we fly away like birds

do not fear the rising ocean
do not run from the tide
we are the stuff that dreams are made of
there is no place left to hide
left to hide

everybody gets to die
everybody gets a piece of that pie
the universe just sighs
we are the answer to a call
the all in the all in the all
we are the answer to a call

just like shadows on a wall
just like vapors in the fall
just like dreams that vanish at dawn
we are the answer to a call

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Robert Mandeville Armstrong
Born November 10th, 1927
Died Februay 5th, 2011

Tat tvam asi

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