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