Dear Mike
I'm writing from the road
Where not too long ago
We Drove
In cramped little vans
And we supplied the light
That made the future bright
A glow
That few understand
Somewhere I went left
And you went right
It's a quarter to twelve
And I'm not ready to say goodnight
We tried
Our best to not grow old
But time is hard to hold
Although
We gave it a try
Took brides and fiances
I've never married - but I've been engaged
In love
You were wiser than I
Some things I had wrong
That you had right
But it's a quarter to one
And I'm not ready to say goodnight
Nothing makes sense
Logic and chaos
Who can tell the difference?
Impassioned cries to skies
That seem unheard
But I recall
Every
Last
Word
Dearly beloved
We're gathered here today
To tell in our own way
Our friends
Are not really gone
And I've tried my best to say
What we all meant to say
Just the words
Keep coming out wrong
But there's some things I can't change
And I can't fight
I see you rounding the curve
And I'm just
I'm just not ready
For all my life
When my soul was dark
You were light
I see the sun coming up
And I'm not ready to say it
But nothing I do could as much as delay it
So I guess what I mean is goodbye
Godspeed
Goodnight
Don't worry about us
We'll be all right