"Dressed To The Nines" lyrics

Mother my sweet mother
Don't you cry for him anymore
By sundown it was better
For you to let him go
Brother my dear brother
Your prayers brought you cure
At least it seems your god made you better
Gave you hope

He's not coming home
Dressed to the nines
He's only waiting for the beyond

Father so bring me mind back

Sister forgive me sister
The now becomes unbearable
The green silver screen
Cause children will grieve
And the why's don't really matter at all
It's just the way it goes
So brother my dear brothers
This is a song I wrote for us all

He's not coming home
Dressed to the nines
He's only waiting for the beyond

Please give me the edge of something
Even if it might be small
Leave me closure of some kind
Let me go
Let go let go
I think that something is wrong
He's not coming at all
I think that something is wrong
It's more than a broken bone