While her husband was sleeping  She sneaked out weeping  To the hallway, to her son's bed  Feeling just like when he first said "Mom"    And she wrote him a letter  "Now things will get better"  "It's just that I'm so sad"  "Please take good care of your dad for me"    A weary feeling comes to rest  In a broken bed inside that chest  The great warrior searching peace  In a bungalow cell and lost the keys    And she looked at her daughter  Heard that song she once taught her  About the colors, green and blue  "I'll be looking out for you"    The last note that she wrote  Was a poem about a boat  Without a sail and oars  Filled with holes, the water pours    A weary feeling comes... x 2    A weary feeling comes to rest  In a broken bed inside that chest  The great warrior finding peace  In a bungalow cell on her knees