Still Alive
words and music by Joel Rafael

An eagle feather hung
Like a tear from the frame
That held the picture
Of your face

The sun reflected rainbows
Through the windows
On to curtains
Made of lace

Sometimes I think you're still alive
I thought I saw you on the street
It's just that you survive each day in little ways
In all the people that I meet

You were here and you were gone
You had to travel on
You disappeared
Without a trace

Some say you went to Mexico
With a friend of yours named Joe
But I never
Saw his face

Sometimes I think you're still alive
I thought I saw you on the street
It's just that you survive each day in little ways
In all the people that I meet

On the morning that I heard
I could not believe the word
And I wanted
To give chase

Your brother called me on the phone
Said that he too would of gone
But we could never
Keep your pace

Sometimes I think you're still alive
I though I saw you on the street
It's just that you survive each day in little ways
I find inside of me

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