My Uncle John passed away this morning, and I had been writing this song about his battles with cancer, and now that he is passed I decided to finish it.  He is a four time survivor, but brain cancer took his life.  It’s called John’s song.  My hope is that he will live on because of this song. 

The plague of an honest man kept on coming back, 

With different traces within, 

So long insomniac,

So sleep against your will,

And we’ll make the best of it, 

But your life will never end

As long as we don’t let it, 

The toughest of lives you’ve lived, 

Have taken their goddamned toll, 

Never living in spite of them, 

Untarnished golden soul,  

I must be breaking down, 

As you take your final bow,

You were the classic gentleman, 

I need you with me now. 

If God’s not getting married, 

Then why does he always pick the best man?

I’ve never known another guy like you, 

I know I never can,

We hold our glasses up, 

Reminisce in a thanks for the memories,

Only the greatest man could have friends like these.