For A friend.
Death is one mere cut away...but I'm learning, maybe I should stay. No not everything’s fine, but it can be so live-able at times. We get to dance, we get to sing, there are countless amazing things, like you and you in my life, and how that just feels so right.
So come away come dance in my head, where every beam is thick spiderwebs. Come to where we honor the dead,
Come along, you'll never regret knowing me,
Your head was clouded with fear, despite your gifts, the whole world must hear, you played on while I was mesmerized, and confused by your everything whizzing by. Still it's all relative my dear, how our dreams seem so close, then they disappear. Still there's you and me eye to eye, and how we see beauty come
alive, ....so come away, let's dance in our heads, where every beam is thick spider- webs, come to where we honor the dead, there's no way I could ever regret knowing you. If nothing else remains, let it be the blood in our veins. Come away, let’s dance in our heads, where every beam is thick spiderwebs. Come to where we honor the dead, rest assured, I’ll never regret knowing you.
And I guess, we wait, to join the dead.