Nervous to Fly Sun Kil Moon

Oh, my aging father
He can't walk no more without his cane and walker
Oh, my old wise father
Though he's old, he is still quite the talker
Oh, my older sister
We don't talk much at all, seems like it's been forever
Oh, my older sister
She's in a hospital bed with a heart catheter
Oh I try, and I try, and I try, and I try to call her
When I do, she's asleep and she don't answer
And though we've grown apart
I love her with all my heart, and I remember the good times from when we were young
Oh, my youngest sister
She's been suffering with lupus and low blood pressure
But we talk every night and every day
She's my best friend, our talks are the highlight of my day
Oh, my little nieces
They are growing fast as weeds and on their mother they depend and need
God, look after my sisters
They have those on who depend on them, and I am one of them
Oh, my little nieces
When they tell me that they've missed me, it breaks my heart to pieces
Oh, my lovely mother
As she ages, she's more beautiful than ever
Oh, my lovely mother
She is caring, she is nurturing, she is giving
Oh, my protective brother
You're the strongest of us three and you're always there for me
Oh, my older brother
You're so prolific and I love the photos you send from the Pacific
Seagulls in fight
Orange flowers sprout from the cracks in the beach
The sun melting into the ocean at the beach
And the vases full of flowers from your yard