Music's Son

The only thing I can truly know
Is the way you made me feel,
And the way I was able to let go
Because I knew that you were real.

You wanted to be left alone,
But loneliness gave you pieces
That you turned into beautiful tone
That drove me to admire so ceaseless.

When I saw you move, I moved,
When I heard you sing, I sunk,
You were everything I knew  you’d prove
With your warm heart that never  shrunk.

An angel in the minds of millions,
An angel in my heart as one,
And everytime I remember your life as a pavilion,
I can’t help but feel completely broken.

All you wished was for your story to tell,
And all you got was made up for you;
But I heard your words clear from the hell
That tied up the songbird that barely just flew.

And so many things run through my head
Just because of things you’ve done.
So many things that I wish I could thread
Into something made for music’s son.

And I wish I could grace a room’s length
With the way you could bring life to this dance
And I always wanted to see your strength
And to somehow be given such a chance.

But now I’m at a loss for words, for breath,
As the world is at a loss of peace
Because now I feel that living to see such a death
Is living to see the world fall to its knees.