Avium

I need to start this off by letting you know that this isn't my story to tell
 And from this point on the words I speak are from the mouth of somebody else
 It was pineapple of the Friday nights spent in the living room in
 Of the house I grew up in
 But I could tell with every call on my mother's phone
 That something was different
 And then she told me what happened
 They had to break into
 The door through her living room
 'Cause she lived alone
 When she had the stroke
 And she had been on the hardwood floor for days
 Before anybody got through the door and
 She had just turned 75
 Which is still too young to have to fight for life
 And before long, before the stroke
 There was no sign
 That this was the way that it would go
 Although her body was aging
 Her heart was younger than most of the family's
 That's why this was such a surprise
 But we know who wins the fight between body and mind
 I thought, "this can't be possible"
 On the way to the hospital
 'Cause if I had known that she had a stroke
 Maybe I could've called and stopped it all
 I could've come by, and said hello
 Instead I had no clue
 Of the things she was going through
 And as I sat at home
 She tried to grab the phone
 But her body couldn't handle the way
 She picked herself up
 But then her legs were shaking
 She pulled the phone cord
 Clean out of the wall
 As I sat beside the hospital bed
 And I wondered all the things
 That went through your head
 Cold and alone
 With the screen door open
 And no salvation in sight
 And for four days
 You fought through the night
 As everybody carried on
 With their lives
 The neighbours were outside
 And the mailman came to the door
 But with valient attempts to create noise
 You were failed by your weak voice
 And where was I
 As the sun rose and sun set
 If there ever was a time
 That you needed God
 It was then
 And I can't
 Begin to imagine
 The hopelessness
 Turn on the light
 Turn on the light
 Don't give up the fight
 Give up the fight
 Turn on the light
 Turn on the light
 This can't be right
 This can't be right