Choose to be left in the wake or push against the grain
Against all you took comfort from
The unpredictable movements of life can tear away
Even the firmest cornerstone
Left here to gather the scattered pieces of what we have
We cling to solace in the promise that one day this will make sense
The brightest flames will always be the ones to burn out first
I cannot fill this emptiness
The ground is falling from under me
We lose ourselves in our regret
We're holding on to a memory
So burn your paper heart. Send it skywards to the clouds
In the smoke and burning embers, make a tribute to the lost
I stand before you for all who've ever grieved
And all who have suffered
This too shall pass
It took all of my strength to come to terms with this
Their silence haunts my thoughts no longer
Dearly beloved gathered here
Dearly departed, forever near
In hearts and minds of those you leave behind
Your names will live beyond your graves
I am the product of everyone I've ever known
I am their life stories. I am the places they call home
I am the places that they call home
