Stay
I don’t know where I’ll be tomorrow,
The past year has been rolling sorrows.
My riches gone, my fame has waned,
And you that I loved, you died in pain.
I never thought that you would go,
At twenty-nine, cancer laid low
Those nervous days, the shaking chills
No doctor trained could cure your ills.
I notice more the cold, windy nights
I understand why some stop the fight.
This house of ours, no longer a home.
This team player, now on his own…
Remaining here amongst the past,
Is like living in a world of glass.
I have no job to lose myself in,
The fans have moved to the next big thing.
If we’d had kids there’d be a reason
To weather out this bitter season.
But they never came to us anyway,
I wonder then, what’s to make me stay?
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