Chris

Voice from my past
                        blood runs cold
                        Can't possibly absorb
                        what I've just been told

                        What are the reasons
                        Why do I feel so numb
                        Where can I hide my pain
                        before I come undone...

                        Speaking past the stars
                        looking for you in death
                        hoping you can hear and know
                        I am with you while you rest
                        Time became too short
                        but I promise I did try
                        to find you to tell you
                        I still think of you

                        Before we said goodbye 

                        In Memory of CPW, March 2005