

© 1996-2004 Rick Summer Droit
He was a soldier in a war he didn't start,
He became a father through a softness in his heart;
I saw him try to shield himself. . .against the crashing waves,
but I saw them rip his soul apart and swallow up his days.
CHORUS And I've found another piece,
and I glue it back in place
I've found a way forgotten
by the ones who lead the chase
I find another peice,
and I put it where it goes;
but before I see the picture. . .
the morning whistle blows.
She was a schoolgirl,
shopped his father's store,
He always whispered to her how he could give her more;
They ran away one weekend,
gave her a ring of gold,
They were married months before
the families were told.
CHORUS And I've found another piece,
and I glue it back in place
I've found a way forgotten
by the ones who lead the chase
I find another peice,
and I put it where it goes;
but before I see the picture. . .
the morning whistle blows.
He was a postal worker
on the day he died,
and although she's remarried..
about him she never lied;
I saw her try to sheild me
from the coming storm,
and tho' she couldn't sheild me. . .
she kept my spirit warm.
CHORUS

"The Forgotten Way" © 1996-2004 Rick Droit - For booking/licensing info contact BMI Inc, Nashville, TN