The Memory Fades, And I’m Left Hanging

My Heart's Been Torn Wide Open, Just Like I Feared It Would Be, And I Have No Willpower To Close It Back Up.

Clouds Suit My Mood Just Fine.

I'm Telling You That You Got Your Facts Wrong. I Didn't Kill Your Brother. But You Killed My Mother. You Might As Well Have Held The Gun To Her Head!

I Can Feel His Presence Here In Every Stone He Has Touched, Every Person He Has Lifted Up, Every Street And Alley And City That He Has Changed In The Few Years Of His Life, Because He Is The Republic, He Is Our Light, And I Love You, I Love You, Until The Day We Meet Again I Will Hold You In My Heart And Protect You There, Grieving What We Never Had, Cherishing What We Did. I Wish You Were Here. I Love You, Always.

Mom Used To Say That Having Three Boys Was Kind Of Like Having A Pet Tornado That Talked Back.