I haven't even seen your grave yet, but it's still got me thinking
A stark reminder of where I've been and what is coming on
And all these things I should have done
And as I walk these footpaths, I don't know if you're with me
But I've still got these happy memories of everything we've done
And that's enough for me
I hope I see you on the other side (but I'm not going yet)
To all my sisters and my brothers (I will try not to forget)
I'm holding on to all my wonder I (it's the last thing that you left)
We're not going home tonight
I don't remember too much, but I remember how you laughed
The echoes bouncing through the halls that I heard every Christmas passed
Through lenses of stained glass
I smoked your cigarettes once and I never told a soul
And looking back I'm pretty sure you lied and said the pack was full
So thanks from me at 10 years old
Oh, I wish I had more to say, but our time it was so brief
So may roses grow where you now sleep