His eyes are perfect as if they never shed tears
Living life care free, without any worry or fears
They were handcrafted by God, flawless in every way
That was until a day he still remembers like yesterday
His mind flashes back to seventh grade social studies
Not the most popular, but he was talking to his buddies
A student came in from the hall and passed a note to the teacher
She was a cheerleader, a stand out in front of the bleachers
The teacher read the note, then called over to the boy
She had sadness in her face, trying to cover it with false joy
Told him he was going home, his mother was waiting outside
His older sister was in the car too, that trip was a quiet ride
They all went inside the house and sat down on the couch
The boy didn't want to believe what came from his mother's mouth
He wanted to speak, but his teeth felt like they were stuck together
Nobody said a word, the three of them just cried together
Slowly and weak, the father walked down the steps
He tried to hold back tears, but couldn't help it and he wept
The boy never saw his dad cry before, so he let go of his mother
And he embraced his father, for he had just lost his mother
Death by heart attack, should be called death by heartquake
Because aftershocks go through family trees and make the leaves shake
Those eyes that were once perfect, were now destroyed by doubt
If God exists in this world, why would he take his grandma out?
Some say that's not as bad as losing your own mother, he begs to differ
You would have to listen to the boy who felt his soul wither
Let him explain how he lost two people on the same day
And tie it all together, then let's hear what you have to say...
As a child, my dad represented to me, everything that was strong
A solid rock, his strength overcame all that was wrong
Nothing got the best of him, I never saw him taste defeat
But the day his mom passed, I watched him fall to his feet
I saw a mountain crumble from hearing three words
"Your mom died", and he fell from above the birds
When that happened, I lost her and my superhero
My world went from perfect, then my feelings went to zero
I loved my grandmother, honestly she was my favorite
I'm not afraid to admit it, there's no reason for me to fake it
But now when I cry about it, it's not about me, her or him
I have a son now, Lord knows I'm a superhero to him
And one day he is going to see his superhero fall
Fall to his knees, cry for his momma and crawl
He'll see a mountain that stands so tall, crumble
And scream as it crashes down, toils and tumbles
So what's worse to lose a grandparent or a parent you say?
I lost both, and my son will too, on the very same day
His eyes are now perfect, as if they never shed tears
Living life care free, without any worry or fears
They were handcrafted by God, flawless in every way
Until he loses his loved ones, and part of his soul withers away
