Lyrics

I met this man back in 91 when his life was replete
He spent his days like so many others bringin’ family relief
His face and hands showed the hard work he’d done, wasn't hard to see
He was a man that never complained he had opinions and beliefs

The shadow stands right next to him it consumes what he sees
His thoughts and feelings are no longer his own he doesn't know what he needs
The gift of life has been stolen from him by the hands of grief
His mind has gone to a place he don't know he is lost and deceived

He would sit there in his Yankees hat and his pocket tee
Looking out at the lawn that he loved and worked so hard to keep
He had a best friend that he called Prince loved unconditionally
Spent his nights watching Tiger baseball and westerns on TV

The shadow stands right next to him it consumes what he sees
His thoughts and feelings are no longer his own he doesn't know what he needs
The gift of life has been stolen from him by the hands of grief
His mind has gone to a place he don't know he is lost and deceived

Now the bright lights are something he no longer sees
The undying truth is something he can't conceive
And all that's left are the memories shared by you and me
He lived his life he showed us love he was the best he could be

The shadow stands right next to him it consumes what he sees
His thoughts and feelings are no longer his own he doesn't know what he needs
The gift of life has been stolen from him by the hands of grief
His mind has gone to a place he don't know he is lost and deceived