Meaning-Meaningless Ron Pope

In the sweet embrace of twilight
Just before the night time came
All her children in the front yard
There was laughter on the breeze
Then a call came from her father
In his house half away 'cross town
He said 'love, I hate to tell you
But your mother, she's gone now'

And time moving quickly before our eyes
Oh why do these moments seem to fly?

So she tries to tell her husband
But she cannot make a sound
And he hears through all the silence
So before she hits the ground
He says 'baby, are you with me?'
And he opens up her eyes
And she says 'I lost my mother'
And a piece of her heart dies

And time moving quickly before our eyes
Oh why do these moments seem to fly?

And time moving quickly before our eyes
Oh why do these moments seem to fly?
I am trapped and wondering why