Lisa Biales: MUSIC
Whistles and Bells
(Lisa Biales)
Lisa Biales
I was thinking about my own mortality after my parents were both gone. As I sifted through their belongings, I started thinking. . . "What would I leave my own children?" The only thing I've ever done is sing so I wanted them to find comfort in knowing that I would always be singing somewhere, even long after I've left the planet. If they would remember that . . . I hope it will bring them peace.
When you hear a whistle blow
Know I’ll be singing somewhere
Lights down soft and low
Think of me sometime
When you hear a whistle blow
When you hear a lonesome dove
Know I’ll be singing somewhere
Heart full of love
Think of me sometime
When you hear a lonesome dove
When you hear a baby cry
Know I’ll be singing somewhere
A sweet lullaby
Think of me sometime
When you hear a baby cry
When you hear a blessing bell
Know I’ll be singing somewhere
Under a spell
Think of me sometime
When you hear a blessing bell