 If by chance you were there when it happened I wish you did not shut your eyes as you would when lightning strikes I would want you to remember how he looked How he reached out in silent horror for you to Memorize details of the moment Because he knew it would come to this Searching is a giant question mark That hooks the nerves and curses the dark and unknown It cannot be that he remains just a name With a fact sheet attached He has to be somewhere breathing reaching For the chance to be with us again. |