The Hour

Written by Matt Duke/Matt Duke Music Publishing (BMI)

She’s waiting on the hour to come
For the darkness to enter the room
Extinguishing the light of the sun
To carry off a mother of two

Angels on high, look at the people and lives you’ve ruined
Mama, don’t cry

He’s waiting for the hour to come
When he’ll lay his heavy heart to rest
It couldn’t come fast enough
For there really wasn’t much of it left

Babies, don’t cry
Keep yourself together like I need you to
Angie, I’m alright
There is nothing more that I could ask of you
To you, dear friend, Goodbye

Sad faces echo sad laments
If only there were time
If only there were more time
Then as the talk turns to regrets
Go on and have yourself a drink for me, I’m finally set free
No more suffering now

Babies, don’t cry
Look at all the people here to comfort you
I’ll be alright
Even in the Heavens I will help you through
Wounds heal in good time
Remember all of the joy and all of my love for you
We all one day die
And you’ll be alright