It was six o'clock when I found out you died
What was I supposed to say
I got off the phone went upstairs and I cried
Forty years had gone away
Now we'll gather round the photos
Children smile and laugh at times better than these
And we are caught without pretension
No one's here to show us how it's supposed to be
I got off work at a quarter after nine
Headed over straight away
On a crowded subway thought I overheard
Did you read the stats today?
Now we'll gather round the photos
Children smile and laugh at times better than these
And we are caught without pretension
No one's here to show us how it's supposed to be
And we could prepare
For darkness followed by my doorsteps
And we could not prepare
For darkness followed by my doorsteps