I woke up from a dream
and nightmare more it's so
Thinking I wasn't alive,
But wasn't in heavan
Wasn't in hell

I was in this in-between
Where i floated forever
Looking into the lives of those I love
and who they were after I was gone

My mother grieved
Cried for days, but eventually live on
She worked, she laughed, she loved, and oce in a while she cried
She kept my pictures on the wall
ever so often tell a story about me

And here in this in-between
where I float and watch
I pull a photo from my pocket
I am little holding her hand,
and even then she is my hero

My father grieved
Cried publicly once, and many times in private
He tormented turning to the bottle
But his "god" helped him not
He looked away from my pictures
Couldn't stand to see
Locked me away in his heart
Forever there his love will be

And here in this in-between
Where I float and watch
I  pull a CD from my pocket
our favorite band
So many bonding moments
Music bridging what time expands

My sisters grieved
And cried as I was put into the ground
They cry every so often, but not as much
The lived, and had families
raised my nieces and nephews
The would mention me in passin
and pause a tiny bit
sometime tell their kids stories

And here in this in-between
Where I float and watch
I pull a barbie from my pocket
So many games played
fights fought
So many sister moments
So many silences

My love
He cried and cried
He couldn't stop for days
He contempated his own death
Never pulled the trigger
Then one day he met a girl
He liked the shirt she wore
He fell in love once again
A while later they married

And here in this in-between
Where I float and watch
I pull a tiny gold locket
"Je T'aime ", "I love you"
Oh how I loved you too
My heart breaking in this forever in the in-between
I wished he pulled the trigger
he could be with me

Nightmare. nightmare
I reach out for him and he isn't there
Nightmare. nightmare
Tell me it wasn't real
And there he is right there
I better love him well