[Audio sample of mother talking to child] 



[Verse 1: Alias] 

I remember sitting, watching through the haze 

Amazed by her, "I long for those surreal days 

Of inspiration in human form" 

Is my realization upon thought now 

How I wish to view myself in third person stance 

For a refreshing of the memory, how I long to return 

I now sit in a parked car, looking at that house 

Wishing I could enter, but it's not possible 

Perhaps when I return from my travels that sign will be there 

But at present time, I'm stuck with memories of her 

Especially since I'm so involved with music 

She's one reason I've evolved 

She's one reason why my brother can pick up an instrument 

And learn it in a matter of minutes 

How to play 

I can recall her vividly teaching me chopsticks 

At the age of five and dancing around the table 

With my sister to the tune of "Yellow Bird" 

The way she played 

I thought I was that yellow bird 

Flying around that table, floating, I felt so alive 

I felt so young and care-free, so care-free 

If she only knew the impact on me 

Sitting next to her and listenting at an early age helped me 

I believe that by her doing that, and having me read along 

Instilled the value of knowing 

Knowing things that helped me 

Use my imagination 



[Verse 2: Alias] 

Now imagine having inspiration taken away in the winter 

I ask you what is more depressing 

Me left guessing where to go next, and feeling lost 

It's funny how the pain has stopped 

But it only just begun 

Strange how it was transferred directly to my soul from hers 

And now I'm a different person, I just realized 

You've never been overwhelmed with sadness 

Until you've heard "Amazing Grace" echo off the walls of a church 

You used to frequent with whom the song is being played for 

I heard that song in a whole new light that snowy mid-winter morning 

And now I'm mourning my inspiration's passing 

Numb with emotions and I'm left asking "Why?" 

As the snow fell 

I fell into my seat 

Tears fell from my eyes 

My heart fell to my feet 

The fairness in all of this was non-existent 

But relieved by the fact that our relationship was quite persistent 

I thought I caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of my eye 

As father asked us to bow our heads 

And I'm guessing 

That was her way of saying 

Her last goodbye