For Amy
The darkest night,
there's still a spark,
there's still an angel in the dark.
The broken hearts,
there's still a beat,
there's still your song heard on the street.
The emptiness,
no void to fill,
there's no silence left to kill.
The hardest word,
the deepest sigh,
the hardest word
is goodbye.
The words unsung,
the chords unplayed,
the funny joke you never made.
The toughest war,
the fatal blow,
the very reason, we'll never know.
A soul so weak,
A heart so brave
You take to your Camden grave.
The hardest word,
the deepest sigh,
the hardest word
is goodbye.
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