The Boat And The Stream

How well must you know someone
To be upset by their passing
Does the sense of loss dissipate or is it everlasting

I've never met with death before
Usually a knock, this time a kicked down door
Am I forcing this sadness
Am I forcing this sadness for a reason to write?
The few memories of you
They keep me up at night

I didn't see you enough
You weren't there as I grew up
In hindsight, I could have done more
There was so much of me that you never saw
I felt like a stranger as you lay there
And I hope that you'd forgive me
I hope you'd forgive me

You lay there, I sat by your side
Your eyes began to open
You looked me in mine
You took my hand
Told me to get home safe
All I could say
Was I hoped you did the same
I hope you are at peace
Wherever you may be
I hope you got to see the boat come down the stream
I wish your time with us was longer, I'm sorry

I've never met with death before
Usually a knock, this time a kicked down door
Am I forcing this sadness
Am I forcing this sadness for a reason to write
The few memories of you
They keep me up at night

I saw myself in you
And I think she felt the same
I tried to give her comfort
But her face revealed the pain
But her face revealed the pain