When you picture a soul that left too soon; you’re both bowing your heads in humility at the altar; music drapes you in redemption; tears cloud and cleanse; then you continue on your path by yourself, but not quite alone.
When you picture a soul that left too soon; you’re both bowing your heads in humility at the altar; music drapes you in redemption; tears cloud and cleanse; then you continue on your path by yourself, but not quite alone.