Go on your way I'm fine then. Yesterday was too late. I'll be missing you,. I paint a picture with a glass heart. Humanoid is my one true art. Aren't they beautifully made. You walk In and through the doors that are shut. Walk away, passing him. On the street. Observing life watch time at the edge of the barbershop. People they act like your not even there. They just don't care, but I do. Ive been here with you the tears that fall from your face. I will wash them all away. Hear the melody amazing grace. Forgiven but not forgotten dead but now is coming to life. Sometimes but always I was there for you then. Im more than brother more than a friend. Have you ever known anyone who'll stick till the end. I'm kinda like them. But still more than even that. You are the picture that I painted with my father. And even if you can't hear me. I will be listening wrote all that you've said. Counting all strands on your head. More than a friend.