I should have rung him

shared his decline

knowing he was dying

 

but I had problems too

don't we all?

 

we went back years

he liked a smoke, a drink

so natural at the bar

but we lost touch and he moved on

don't we all?

 

            I should have rung him

 

but it's too late I guess

now that he's passed away

but nobody's perfect after all.

 

Was he ready, I think so yes

he had no fear of death,

but life was not his natural game

he rose above it with tainted breath.

 

Laughing hysterically was what I best recall

now the thought is in my throat

and in my heart that beats for him

it hits me like a solid wall

 

'cause I was laughing too

don't we all?