Stay

I don’t know where I’ll be tomorrow, The past year has been rolling sorrows. My riches gone, my fame has waned, And you that I loved, you died in pain. I never thought that you would go, At twenty-nine, cancer laid low Those nervous days, the shaking chills No doctor trained could cure your ills. I notice more the cold, windy nights I understand why some stop the fight. This house of ours, no longer a home. This team player, now on his own… Remaining here amongst the past, Is like living in a world of glass. I have no job to lose myself in, The fans have moved to the next big thing. If we’d had kids there’d be a reason To weather out this bitter season. But they never came to us anyway, I wonder then, what’s to make me stay?