You left on a Saturday      In her hands you passed away      On seashores we laughed and played      Only months ago      And I know you tried so hard      To heal the space between our hearts      And now your work is done      For your daughters and sons      Swing low to the ground      For we have lost our father’s crown      Hallowed was the night      When the veil was torn      And your spirit took flight      From the world      We gathered the sticks and leaves      To set aflame our memories      Your family gathered around      To lay your ashes down      Sing treetops and clap your hands      For the grace in this sorrowful plan      That night when one candle remained      We whispered your name      Swing low to the ground      For we have lost our father’s crown      Hallowed was the night      When the veil was torn      And your spirit took flight      From the world