"tcm remembers" song

"There is a song clip presently playing on the Turner Classic Movie channel, during its "TCM Remembers", in remembrance of those artists who have passed on in 2006. It almost sounds like Nora Jones, and the chorus seems to say "press on"....can you...

help me?"

The song is "Press On" by Robinella or Robin Ella. I've seen the listing both ways. I believe it is Robinella.

The song is "Press On" by Robinella. The lyrics (I figured out on my own, after studying the vernacular speech of eastern Tennessee, and consulting my college handbook on the Tennessee inflections, where Robinella is from) are:
See me Sunday sweeping softly
Flowers straight to pass my heels
Hear the cries of Britain vainly
Missing me (missing me)

Press on (press on)
press on
(press on)
press on
(press on)
press on
(press on)

I waste dark as I was sleeping
That I can somehow fly away
Run and leap until the open,
Make my getaway.

Press on
(press on)
(press on)
Press on
(press on)
(press on)

Though I fly out in to the out
Meet my Jesus at the door
He we will wear a gown of weary

So press on
(Leaders press on)
Press on
(Press along)

Life is filled with bed of eulogy
Dreams that whisper until I can sleep
Yet there's hope down like an eagle
It's not just with our shoes dirty anymore

Press on
(press on) eagle

I know life moves slowly
Further out into the sky
And I know there's a reason
I am gone, and fade tonight
Though I fly give and live on
Bade my chases out the door
He will say that I am welcome

So press on
Leaders press on
Press on
Press on
Press on

I will not fade away tonight

Out the stone clouds are sleeping
That I can somehow fly away
Run and leap until the open
Make my getaway

Press on

Sorry Phatt60, you were waaaaaaaaaaay off on the lyrics... here are the real lyrics as best I can tell:

See me Sunday sleeping softly
Flowers straight across my knees
Hear the cries of friends and family
Missing me (missing me)

Press on (press on)
press on
(press on)
press on
(press on)
press on
(press on)

I always thought while I was sleeping
That I could somehow fly away
Run and leap unto the open,
Make my getaway.

Press on
(press on)
(press on)
Press on
(press on)
(press on)

So I fly up into Heaven
Meet my Jesus at the door
He will welcome the weary

So press on
(Believers press on)
Press on
(Press along)

Life is filled with better music
A breeze that whilstles like a song
Let Him sweep down like an eagle
It's not just with our shoes still in

Press on
(press on) eagle

I imagine us floating
Further up into the sky
And I know there's a reason
I am not afraid to die
So I fly up into Heaven
Meet my Jesus at the throne
He will Say that I am welcome

So press on
Believers press on
Press on
Press on
Press on

I am not afraid to die

I always thought while I was sleeping
That I could somehow fly away
Run and leap into the open
Make my getaway

Press on

Lyrics for PRESS ON by Robinella

See me Sunday sleeping softly
Flowers straight across my knees
Hear the cries of friends and family
Missing me (missing me)

Press on (press on)
press on
(press on)
press on
(press on)
press on
(press on)

I always thought while I was sleeping
That I could somehow fly away
Run and leap unto the open,
Make my getaway.

Press on
(press on)
(press on)
Press on
(press on)
(press on)

So I fly up into Heaven
Meet my Jesus at the throne
He will welcome the weary

So press on
(Believers press on)
Press on
(Press along)

Life is filled with better music
A breeze that whilstles like a song
Let Him sweep down like an eagle
It's not just with our shoes still in

Press on
(press on) eagle

I imagine us floating
Further up into the sky
And I know there's a reason
I am not afraid to die
So I fly up into Heaven
Meet my Jesus at the throne
He will Say that I am welcome

So press on
Believers press on
Press on
Press on
Press on

I am not afraid to die

I always thought while I was sleeping
That I could somehow fly away
Run and leap into the open
Make my getaway

Press on

I apologize. I was drunk, and I noticed my lyrics do not make sense. I am an idiot...