I’ve been staring at my computer screen for two hours trying to figure out what to write. I want these words to be perfect, to be meaningful, to change a life, to bring joy, to be uplifting, to change these past two and a half weeks, to make things better, to bring him back, to make you laugh, to make us sing, to heal our hearts, to give us an answer, to show us the reason, to make everything better… instead I’ve just been staring aimlessly. No matter what I say, or type, things will still be the same. So instead, I’m just going to repeat what my Dad said at the vigil two Sundays ago… “Stay close, stick together.”
How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don’t know
My weakness I feel I must finally show
Awake my soul,
Awake my soul.
- Mumford & Sons