For Dave Carter

Here's the smoke without the fire:
"He's in a better place"
"He's gone to meet his maker"
and "What a tragic waste"
Shock and sorrow, anger, pity
All wrestle on the fence
Between us and one starry heart
That's flown outside of sense

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Though we may no longer meet here
We love you as we may
Though I may no longer see you
I shall not look away

No goodbye was spoken
Somehow I think that's right
You're in my tears at morning
You're in my dreams at night
The seeker and the teacher
The poet and the sage
The tortures of your journey
Genius on the stage

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"I found nothing to believe," you said,
Somehow I think that's right
If the answer to the question's
Out there buried in the night
Where every star will falter
Each bridge to dust will burn
If it's from love we come and live
To love we must return

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