And maybe life is but a dream
Still I can't say when it hit me
That I didn't feel a thing
Like a pinch, like a tug
Like invisible hands, bidding me to cross
This line I've trodden on
For centuries, my centuries
In all my years, never did I think?
That I might trip and fall
Too busy slowing down
And asking why I needed to stop
For wasn't it my way?
And it was your way, too
But we all know where that has led
The path of power and glory left you dead
Like a ghost, like a hollow shell
Of a man whose spirit laid in his private hell
It left you dead, and left you lifeless
Lifeless like the corpse that was never found
Lifeless like that empty hole that was left inside him
When suddenly his best friend was six feet underground
Or above ground, whichever you prefer
Never was there a problem I couldn't fix
With just a few tool, but this,
This would take months and words and time
All we needed was time
The time I didn't have
Perhaps I wasn't just a scapegoat
But doeshe know what it's like to live with the blood of your kin on your hands?
So here today has left me
Standing here, and looking down at what's left
A family, all tired and worn
Eyes are red and hearts are torn
And it's like wintertime all over again
A frozen blizzard of the soul
The loss of said family's friend
Only it's not all
Because here I am, the freshly cut
The late, the lost, the one they loved
And all I've got to say to you is
That despite the path you trod upon
Like that line I balanced on
I've grown to understand you
And in my final hours
I saw you as a man and not a monster
And I was yelling,
"Come and get your flesh and blood
The junior to your senior title
Come and take me from this life
And into the next!"
Perhaps I gave you sympathy
Or vice versa, I don't know
Perhaps it was that final blow
In which I felt your pain
I hope I taught him how to grieve
And get on with his life
I hope he knew that I forgave
And I hope that I didn't cause him any strife
And I hope she knew she's really brave
And how much I care
I hope they knew I looked up to them, no matter what I said
I hope they know this, from this great beyond to way down there
And I hope you know I won't complain
For after all:
There's a legacy to live up to
A tiny piece of you
They think there's nothing, I don't know why they do
And why they say,
"What's in a name?"