Monday, August 13, 2007

Jack Would Be Eight Today


"Under the dog star sail
Over the reefs of moonshine
Under the skies of fall
North, north west, the Stones of Faroe

Under the Arctic fire
Over the seas of silence
Hauling on frozen ropes
For all my days remaining
But would north be true?

All colours bleed to red
Asleep on the ocean's bed
Drifting on empty seas
For all my days remaining

But would north be true?
Why should I?
Why should I cry for you?

Dark angels follow me
Over a godless sea
Mountains of endless falling,
For all my days remaining,

What would be true?

Sometimes I see your face,
The stars seem to lose their place
Why must I think of you?
Why must I?
Why should I?
Why should I cry for you?
Why would you want me to?
And what would it mean to say,
That, "I loved you in my fashion"?

What would be true?
Why should I?
Why should I cry for you?"

(Sting, "Why Should I Cry For You")

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday Jack. You are SO missed.

onecoatsam said...

Billy,

Bless you and your beloved guardians.

Anonymous said...

I knew Jack. He was King of the Water. He was the gentlist soul I've known. I know how much you loved him and how wonderfully you cared for him. He is resting now and watching over all of us.

Anonymous said...

You were the King of the Sea!


Matt