palliative

i'm loosing a generation

and it's taken

ninety plus years but deaths finally made a new friend

welcomed with open arms like he'd always intended

and i saw the black hood

i heard it whisper my name

if i hold your hand a little tighter

will you stay here one more day?

if i sing your name a little louder

will you still remember me?

memories of a hospital bed

as my family stand around and quoting the dead

the cold touch

of my hand on your chest

watch your sleeping smile knowing you gave nothing less

than it all for your family

to live and survive

in a world that death has finally said it was time that you departed

for

where fathers meet mothers

and brothers meet brothers

if i hold your hand a little tighter

will you stay here one more day?

if i sing your name a little louder

will you still remember me?

and i'm loosing a generation

but i'll be okay

okay