May 23

Some things are hard to remember but this... I see everyday
It flashes through my daydreams and the visions won't go away
It's strange for a mind to wander and always end up there
It must be the busiest part of a blank stare

I can see it all too clearly, it was a busy Saturday
Friends and family visited while the children went out to play
Everything seemed so perfect- a brand new place, a brand new start
The last place you would expect a broken heart

There was never a bigger moment for time to take its time
I remember thinking to myself, "Everything gonna be fine"
But the nerves, the wait and the wonder- the things we saw and heard
I can't begin to try to put in words

Of course, it's all too easy to be angry or shift blame
But we knew it wouldn't help and things would never be the same
But life goes on as always even though we can't forget
That day in May when the sun would never set

It's always hard to think about it and I tear-up when I do
It's that one defining moment between what's false and what is true
But I always find that minute of the day when I'm alone-
Remembering bits and pieces and drifting off in the unknown

Right now it still is difficult to try to understand
And it's only in the dreams we have that we can hold his hand
But I hope that someday we can see what all of this was for
I guess God needed his angel a little more.