Give yourself to the sky.nGive yourself to a pyrenUpon which you'll lienGive yourself up to find,nGive yourself up to be released,nSo you could be freennAnd if it comes down to itnWhatever doesn't matter nownCan tell us both somehownnBut it doesn't really matter nownYou're estranged and undergroundnHave we lost our guardian angelnnTen forty five and the wind stopped blowingnI couldn't see it but the world stopped turningnEight years old, a bolt of lightning crashes.nPick your fight or flight responses andnTell me nothing's wrong when there isnMommy I'm scared, take, take me homennGive yourself up to the sky,nA bullet, a tear, a lightning rodnGive yourself up to be free,nLet me see the sun through the trees.nGive yourself up for me,nAnd I will spend my nights in disbeliefnnAnd if it comes down to itnWhatever doesn't matter nownCan tell us both somehownnBut it doesn't really matter nownYou're estranged and undergroundnHave we lost our free-spirited girlnnTen forty five and the wind stopped blowingnI couldn't see it but the world stopped turningnEight years old, a bolt of lightning crashes.nPick your fight or flight responses andnTell me nothing's wrong when there isnMommy I'm scared, take, take me homennNo radio to call my mother stationnNo radio and no communicationnnWell if I'm a beacon now you should've seen me beforen'Cause I'm burning brighter than the sunnWell if I was a shadow before well you should see me nown'Cause I'm a black star collapsing in on itselfnnBut it doesn't really matter nownYou're estranged and undergroundnHave we lost our sweet Emily?nnTen forty five and the wind stopped blowingnI couldn't see it but the world stopped turningnEight years old, a bolt of lightning crashes.nPick your fight or flight responses andnTell me nothing's wrong when there isnMommy I'm scared, take, take me homennAnd it's a winter night and I'm thinking about you,nThinking about you, I'm so lost without younAnd in a mother's arms are emptiness scarsnFrom a life ripped away before it could thrive.nn...nnTen forty five and my world stopped turningnInside your heart a flame stopped burningnEight years old, a bolt of lightning crashes.nPick your fight or flight responses.nTell me nothing's wrong when there is.nI heard you scream my name, my Emily.nnBut I can't sleep to dream anymore.nIt's hard when I try and think of you.nI pray every night for the memory to stay alive,nBut you're gone now.nnAnd it rained from a clear blue sky at your funeral,nA rainbow cascaded across the sky;nI know you were looking down on me saying nMom, you've just got to try.nnYou've just got to try.nn