Left Behind.

Left Behind.
You fold his hands, you smooth his tie, you gently lift his chin
Were you really so blind and unkind to him?
Can't help the itch to touch, to kiss, to hold him once again
Now to close his eyes, never open them

A shadow passed, a shadow passed, yearning, yearning,
For the fool it called a home

All things he never did are left behind
All the things his mama wished he'd bear in mind
And all his dad had hoped he'd know

The talks you never had, the Saturdays you never spent
All the 'grown-up' places you never went
And all of the crying you wouldn't understand
You just let him cry, 'make a man out of him.'

A shadow passed, a shadow passed, yearning, yearning
For a fool it called a home

All things he ever wished are left behind
All the things his mama did to make him mind
And how his dad had hoped he'd grow

All things he ever lived are left behind
All the fears that ever flickered through his mind
All the sadness that he'd come to know

A shadow passed, a shadow passed, yearning, yearning
For a fool it called a home

And it whistles through the ghosts still left behind
It whistles through the ghosts still left behind
Whistles through the ghosts still left behind

This is one of my favorite songs from the musical Spring Awakening. I have a few friends who have attempted suicide. Which is probably why this song is so close to my heart. [If you're unfamiliar with the play, they sing this song at the funeral of Moritz, who commits suicide.] Luckily my friends lived and grew up but not everyone is so lucky. I pray for people who even contemplate it and I pray that have people strong enough in their lives to know what's going on. People who listen and understand. People who will get them help.

Ok I'm done being all serious for tonight.

See ya.