| I was all I could do to stay calm
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| I had woken up, before the call had come
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| After partying all of the night before
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| I woke suddenly, at 5am
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| Didn’t yawn I sat up and took the call
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| The voice held firm at the other end
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| Gently speaking of the things that were happening
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| And it set my mind racing, as I steadied with my arm
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| It was all I could do, to stay calm
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| I could not recall the number for the place
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| Nothing was open but, I tried calling just the same
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| All of my logical thinking, was scrambled
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| Over and over, just trying to get a handle
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| I remember she was apathetic
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| Plain as day asked, which account she could debit
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| I read her the credit card, and I welled up
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| It was all I could do to stay calm
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| I left as the sun rose by the beachside
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| Joggers looked at me, as they ran by
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| I tried to hurry my tears
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| And wiped them away, but they reappeared
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| I heard there was a bushfire back as home
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| And the freeway to get there was closed
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| I clenched my boarding pass, tightly in my palm
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| It was all I could do to stay calm
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| I found a backroad but it was closed
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| So we turned round and drove back, and tried to joke
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| Then the freeway opened up, we were on our way
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| Shortly before the call came
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| We had no words to make it okay
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| We just hurried back to the bedside where she lay
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| Goodbye I whispered, as I held her arm
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| It was all I could do, to stay calm
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| And I wondered what kind of song I would play
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| On the morning of, a day like today
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| Gently lift me up, show me the beauty
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| Well on the day my cousin chose a Tina Turner tune
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| A celebratory belter that strangely works
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| And I let all the calmness out, and the tears flowed freely
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| It was a nondescript Central Coast Church
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| Where I released I’d held in the hurt
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| And I let all the calmness out, and the tears flowed freely |