Do you remember grandma's loft?
It smelled like old books and dust.
There were porcelain angel dolls.
She almost cried when one was dropped.
But the pieces were never lost.
They just scattered across the loft.
We just swept and glued them up and grandma's angel was aloft.
Do you remember who you are?
Smells like every home and car.
You're surrounded by those you love.
Everyone cries for passing on.
But the pieces are never lost.
They're just scattered across it all.
And one day we'll sweep them up and we'll restore the ones we loved.
Deep within the trees you remember where you are.
Deep within the trees you remember where you are.
Up through the chimney top I will float.
Son when you see the smoke, don't you choke.
And I will float. Don't you choke.
And I will float. Don't you choke.
And I will float. Don't you choke.
And I will float. Don't you choke.
And I will float. Don't you choke.
I will float. Don't you choke.
Don't you choke.

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