Deepest Afflictions to Random Speculations

Count Our Blessings

I've had the luxury of you

For the fifteen years I've been here

And I can't imagine what I'd do

If you were gone,

Mother,

Gone.

And oh, how I'll miss thee,

When it's time for me to go,

But for now let's count our blessings,

I'm not gone,

Mother,

Gone.

I've seen your soul, it blooms and bursts

In ways that mine will never,

You give and love and hold no grudge,

You're never gone,

Mother,

Gone.

And oh, how I'll miss thee,

When it's time for me to go,

But for now let's count our blessings,

I'm not gone,

Mother,

Gone.

And I know that there's been pain,

Yes, we've both have our darkness,

But over the shadows, the light will reign,

For we're not gone,

Mother,

Gone.

And oh, how I miss thee,

But it's time for me to go,

So choose to count your blessings,

When I'm gone,

Mother,

Gone.

And oh how I love thee,

No matter where I go,

So let's always count our blessings,

I'm not gone,

Never,

Gone.

Oh I'll never be gone,

Mother,

Gone.