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Uploaded on Jan 6, 2012
A picture tribute for my Mom from the 1960's until her last birthday party we had for her. She passed away the next year, at 61.
Lacuna Coil - Falling
I stand, looking at my hands I talk with these lines That's not the answer I cry and now I know Looking the sky I search an answer So free, free to be I'm not another liar I just want to be myself...myself
And now the beat inside me Is a sort of a cold breeze and I've Never any feeling inside Around me... Bring my body Carry it into another world I know I live... But like a stone I'm falling down
Damned, looking into the sky I can feel this rain Right now it's falling on me Fly, I just want to fly Life is all mine Some days I cry alone, But I know I'm not the only one I see that another day is gone I don't want to die... Please be here when I arrive Don't die...please
A few times I got asked the question of, "how long does it take to get over it?" I can say the answer is never. The grief you carry, you carry every day. It never really ever goes away. It knocks you down. But you get up and carry on. That's all you can do. And for that you have your cross to carry with you. Forever.