Everyone agrees it came too It was only to be an intersection You kept fear of death in the back pocket of your In the of your hand, affection
It came like a sudden gust of them bewildered to ask how I recall last we met you said we'd meet again The irony is only now
days everyone cries, "Say uncle" They to touch your spirit lest it die For your sons and widow gather with us at the table To form a healing for our new demise
These days cries, "Say uncle" I the memories quickly as I can Add to the portrait we all draw in our minds body gone, we shall keep the man
I close my and hope they do not fade These remnants of a voice and of a Images of cloaked in forest green Like your life unfolding by mile
A fierce embrace, a of thanks A cheerful whistle and in a van Somehow these must bring back the man you were Though the claims your ashes on the sand
days everyone cries, "Say uncle" They want to touch your spirit it die For this your sons and widow gather with us at the To form a circle for our new demise
days everyone cries, "Say uncle" I retrieve the memories as I can Add them to the portrait we all in our minds body gone, we shall keep the man
These everyone cries, "Say uncle" They want to touch spirit lest it die For this your sons and gather with us at the table To form a healing for our new demise
days everyone cries, "Say uncle" I the memories quickly as I can And add to the portrait we all draw in our minds Your body gone, we keep the man