[female
vocals] (
Ooh,
the
silence
is
so
loud) (
Trisha,
we
miss
you)
The
sun
rose
today
but
it
feels
a
bit
cold
The
sun
rose
today
but
it
feels
a
bit
cold
A
story
of
beauty
that
was
meant
to
unfold
Trisha
Chipo
Asumwishe
Bwalya,
your
name
is
a
prayer
We
reach
for
your
hand
but
find
only
thin
air
Oh,
the
chair
is
empty,
the
house
feels
so
still
Trying
to
process
this,
Lord,
it’
s
a
bitter
pill
Oh
Trisha,
heaven’
s
gain
is
our
heavy
loss
We’
re
holding
your
memory,
counting
the
cost
Trisha
Chipo,
you
were
our
light
and
our
grace
Now
we’
re
just
longing
to
see
your
sweet
face
Oh
Lord,
be
the
anchor
for
a
broken
heart
Since
you
and
your
family
have
drifted
apart
Little
Mapalo
looks
at
the
door
every
day
Whispering
secrets
she
wishes
to
say
Her
heart
is
searching
for
the
warmth
of
your
touch
Oh
Trisha,
she
misses
you,
misses
you
so
much
And
Mr.
Bwalya,
he
walks
through
the
hall
Missing
his
partner,
the
one
who
had
it
all
Yes
Lord,
comfort
him
in
the
dead
of
the
night
When
the
stars
seem
to
lose
all
their
guiding
light
Oh
Trisha,
heaven’
s
gain
is
our
heavy
loss
We’
re
holding
your
memory,
counting
the
cost
Trisha
Chipo,
you
were
our
light
and
our
grace
Now
we’
re
just
longing
to
see
your
sweet
face
Oh
Lord,
be
the
anchor
for
a
broken
heart
Since
you
and
your
family
have
drifted
apart
Omaka
is
hurting,
he
carries
the
pain
Like
flowers
that
wither
without
any
rain
We’
re
leaning
on
faith
though
the
valley
is
deep
Promises
kept
in
the
tears
that
we
weep (
Thank
You
Jesus,
for
the
time
that
we
had) (
Praise
Him
even
in
the
sorrow,
yes
Lord)
Your
laughter,
your
spirit,
the
way
you
would
shine
Promises
kept
in
the
tears
that
we
weep (
Thank
You
Jesus,
for
the
time
that
we
had) (
Praise
Him
even
in
the
sorrow,
yes
Lord)
Your
laughter,
your
spirit,
the
way
you
would
shine
We’
re
trusting
your
soul
is
in
glory
divine
We’
ll
keep
your
name
spoken,
we’
ll
keep
it
alive
In
the
strength
of
the
love
that
you
left
to
survive
Trisha,
rest
now,
in
the
arms
of
the
King
While
we
stay
below
just
to
mourn
and
to
sing
Oh
Trisha,
heaven’
s
gain
is
our
heavy
loss
We’
re
holding
your
memory,
counting
the
cost
Trisha
Chipo,
you
were
our
light
and
our
grace
Now
we’
re
just
longing
to
see
your
sweet
face
Oh
Lord,
be
the
anchor
for
a
broken
heart
Since
you
and
your
family
have
drifted
apart
We
miss
you,
Trisha
Chipo
Asumwishe
Bwalya
Mapalo,
Mr.
Bwalya,
and
Omaka
too
Safe
in
His
glory,
safe
in
His
light
Goodnight,
our
angel,
sleep
in
His
peace
Amen,
hallelujah,
sleep
in
His
peace