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