Abbie Gale

Erase the time, erase the place
Get on the phone
Get to your knees
Tonight

The lonely moon
You’re going to
The grief is here to stay

Hold like a man
And cry as a woman
Oh, are you really gone?

You know I think
There must be life after life
Dear Son

And Death after death
Like there’s day after day
And Night after night
Tonight