...walk me through this one.

I lost three very good friends today.

Susan kept me in line...Pat kept me in trouble...and Debbie kept me in stitches.

I love them very much...and I don't really know what to say.

These words are about loss...

Calling All Angels

by Jane Siberry

a friend is placed upon the steps, a baby cries...and high above the church bells start to ring
and as the heaviness, oh the heaviness settles in...somewhere you can hear a mother sing

then it`s one foot, then the other as you step out onto the road
how much weight? how much weight?

then it`s how long? and how far? and how many times before it`s too late?

calling all angels...calling all angels
walk me through this one...

don`t leave me alone

calling all angels...calling all angels
we`re cryin` and we`re hurtin`...and we`re not sure why...

and every day you gaze upon the sunset with such love and intensity
why it`s...it`s almost as if...if you could only crack the code then you`d finally understand what this all means

but if you could...do you think you would trade it in...all the pain and suffering?
ah, but then you`d miss the beauty of the light upon this earth...

and the sweetness of the leaving

calling all angels...calling all angels
walk me through this one...

don`t leave me alone

callin` all angels...callin` all angels
...we`re tryin`

...we`re hopin`
...we`re hurtin`
...we`re lovin`
...we`re cryin`
...we`re callin`
...`cause we`re not sure how this goes