it’s the last day of my visit upstate new york
to pay respects to the old man
he’s still got his sense of humor
but his body fails him
he’s surrounded by loved ones
but that only goes so far
and does he know where he is?
i doubt it.
jack the lion roaring his last
like a vision sent from the past
bedside, crying, holding his hands
strong hands
finally get a moment alone with the old man
he’s having trouble breathing and he’s not the only one
he wonders where time goes
and why we haven’t spoken for so long
he regrets it
he forgets it
and none too soon…
because he’s closing his eyes and fading
we thank you for uniting
we thank you for the cause
we thank you for the lion
we thank you for the claws
come see him again
come see him again
come see him again
come see him again
bop bop bop
jack the lion roaring his last
like a vision sent from the past
bedside, crying, holding his hands
strong hands