Sometimes in the middle of the night
When there’s a tremendous absence of light
Death surprises us with an unexpected turn
Things don’t always go according to plan
And we find ourselves longing for the simple and bland
All the time wondering what we’ll eventually learn
Shock and grief come with the turf
Feelings turn blue like a sad Papa Smurf
And the call is sent we need our own Charlie Chan
The common goal to learn the facts
Unite many foes to play give and take back
Is this the start of a different type of clan?
July 27, 2017
September 11, 2017
October 25, 2017
Sometimes in the middle of the night
When there’s a tremendous absence of light
Death surprises us with an unexpected turn
Things don’t always go according to plan
And we find ourselves longing for the simple and bland
All the time wondering what we’ll eventually learn
Shock and grief come with the turf
Feelings turn blue like a sad Papa Smurf
And the call is sent we need our own Charlie Chan
The common goal to learn the facts
Unite many foes to play give and take back
Is this the start of a different type of clan?