a close father
a true brother
a wise uncle
a helpful son
maybe he was all these things
well at least we know what to write
on this stone
a close mother
a true sister
a wise untie
a helpful daughter
maybe she was all these things
well at least we know what to write
on this stone
in 100 years we will all be stones
wonder what theyll write on my stone
i was thinking about my direction today
trying to figure out the right way
as our sons enter the world
our fathers fade away
ferocious and turbulent
with deep angry grays
so imagine you were back
to 4000bc
its another night in Iraq
as the sun melts into the sea
you signed your name
onto the organ
that pumps life
all around my body
so i float inside
this curious cavern of no light
the first thing you do
in life is win