An Urn

[Verse: Chip King] Some were with him at the hour and location And confirm the joy and the beauty Some recall the flowers and the placement of the finery Possible futures glistened Others recall a change The darkness The pall descending Rejection Sadness The wounds The silences You have left [Outro: Kristin Hayter] The whole sky to black The whole earth to hell You have left to never return Somewhere there is heaven And you shall find it And I will wait Forgotten a hundred times