Everyone it came too soon 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 of wind Leaving them to ask how I recall last time we met you we'd meet again The is only bitter now
days everyone cries, "Say uncle" They want to touch your lest it die For this your sons and widow gather us at the table To a healing circle for our new demise
These everyone cries, "Say uncle" I retrieve the memories as I can Add them to the portrait we all in our minds Your gone, we shall keep the man
I close my eyes and hope they do not 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 whistle 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 touch your spirit it die For this your sons and widow gather with us at the To form a healing for our new demise
days everyone cries, "Say uncle" I retrieve the memories as I can Add them to the portrait we all draw in our Your gone, we shall keep the man
These days cries, "Say uncle" They want to touch your spirit 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 And add to the portrait we all draw in our minds Your body gone, we shall the man