Gone But Not Forgotten

Rivers run faster when somebody cries

Waters weep from the sky when somebody dies

The old records and cigarette-stained books are packed away

We shut the door on all the memories you made

One of us is crying, while the others wipe their tears and make sure respects are paid

The car is heavy with our hearts

The children wonder what would be if you'd stayed

I didn't know you as I hoped

And my eyes rarely met your gaze

But I love you, I'm sorry that you've gone

And in the ground your body lays


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