- Nas

Red is my favorite color
Red like your mother’s eyes after a while 
Of crying about how you don’t love her
She says, “I know I don’t deserve 
Supervised sight of her
But each day becomes a blur without my daughter” 

Fall is my favorite season
Like falling to reasoning why you crashed from on high
She says, “Why is my life so uneven 
And what have I done right 
But given you your life 
If after I led you on into that bar room?” 

“Yes” is my favorite answer
I took a dancer home, she felt so alone
We stayed up all night in the kitchen 
Doing my dishes, on and on until the dawn
She said, “I know that it’s easy to have me
But I have seen some things 
That I cannot even tell to my family pictures
And I’m full of fictions and fucking addictions 
And I miss my mother” 

She’ll never know I could never forget her
If I could write her a letter, I’d try with every line 
To say, “She still remembers your touch
And I know that it’s not much
But you still haven’t lost her”

- Okkervil River, Red

She says if I leave before you darling
Don’t you waste me in the ground
I lay smiling like our sleeping children
One of us will die inside these arms

Eyes wide open
Naked as we came
One will spread our
Ashes round the yard

- Iron & Wine, Naked As We Came