Day of Mourning

A startling phone call led

To a night of little sleep

Counting blessings instead of sheep

We gathered the next morning

Renewing a bond weakened

By years of separation

And though our worlds had slowly drifted apart

The early memories we shared still remained

Timeless in our hearts, there was a time when

We closely followed each other footsteps

Dreaming of endless summers and becoming drummers

Those days are gone

We mourn the loss of a childhood friend

Trapped in a man's fading intellect

So long

Let these tears wash away the blood on your hands

So long

You're forgiven for easing her pain

I can still picture the

Apartment where it took place

We used to play for hours downstairs

Beating drums and hitting snares

Embrace those times to endure

That day felt like your funeral

Until we meet again

You will never be forgotten