wrote this two days after his passing…

I’ve been so sad for the past two days and yesterday I just kept thinking, I wish I could go back to sleep and wake up in yesterday… and words kept coming and some more writer talk (Chris would understand) I’m not sure it’s done but here it is

Turned to your words and voice so I that wouldn’t make that choice

How hard to I have to pray for this to be a lie?

Now that every song sounds like goodbye

Who’s gonna be there to help the others now

Who’s gonna go to yesterday to keep you safe somehow

Don’t even know what I’m doing

Seconds like hours, hours like minutes and lose my train of thinking

In my heart there’s a sinking

and I’m fighting tears like a war

I can’t say I’ve ever felt this alone before

It’s one of those days that you want to go back to sleep

Just to stay in yesterday

When the world was still okay

Like a nightmare and a lesson

your living was a blessing

And I’ve never felt this alone before

And I never seen beauty quite so clear before

Like what’s on the surface was a window and not a door

Eyes like water and voice like rain

I’ve never felt this dry before

I’d love to follow you into the desert and show a little sympathy

Now left to feel nothing but post traumatic empathy

And I sure wish I could be sure of this somehow

heaven has been singing but you’re giving the angels a run for their money now