Pretty soon you'll be able to remember him. Lying In the garden singing. Right where he'll always be. The door is always open. . This is the place that I loved him.
Plead with my saint. Wash his hands and feet. Find his complaints. Make this world complete. . And this heaven that I'm making. Can't come quickly enough.
There is freedom within, there is freedom without. Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup. There's a battle ahead, many battles are lost. But you'll never see the end of the road.