Thursday, January 2, 2014

CB

CB

Thou I'm glad to have known him
I'm sad that he's gone.
When I think of his face
I remember this song

I heaaaaaaaahrrrr ...the sounnnnd ...Of his voice
and tha roar of his laugh
Making all the bad thoughts
Seem like ghosts from the past.

Little and small
They are no worry at all

What can you do
These shadows
These dreams
These thoughts

Say thanks
Trust the beat
The rhythm of life
Dropped at your feet.