Floating Faith and Hope

You were taken away in the seventh month, on the seventh day
Outside, so hot and sticky as the sun set in the west
Inside, you lay there and took your last breath
I looked out over the hillside, tears pouring from my eyes
That brutal beast of a sun, still setting in the western sky
It was eerily similar to the day Bobby was taken away
Except the sky poured down rain that day
Like the tears from our heart, those tears of pain
Now my grandmother's daughter, the one I call my mother
She's waiting, suffering in pain
Waiting to die, waiting to live, waiting to stop the rain
The rain of tears from her eyes
They fall, fast and furious, in a steady stream
They lead to a river where there is a boat
We call it Floating Faith and Hope
It is all we have left, that faith and hope
Anger, sadness, depression; the alarm bells ring
What can I do, but not one darn thing
Throw her a life ring and hold onto the rope
Reel her in to Floating Faith and Hope
Hoping to find that faith and hope are enough
To get us all through these seas so rough