Sometimes you have to take off all your clothes

To feel the sun completely on your skin

Or go barefoot to feel the ground beneath you

And let the earth be your shoes

Death is the ultimate vacation

And we’ve been packing for it our entire lives

So, what will you take with you, my friend?

What’s in your suitcase?

Is it filled with?

-The places you’ve been

-The fear you’ve overcome

-The songs you’ve sung

-The fun you’ve participated in

-The people you’ve loved

-The thoughts you’ve shared

-The kindness you’ve given

-The joy and happiness you’ve experienced

-The memories you’ve created

If not, better start packing

I sing a song just for you
My Allison comes in bloom
How could I ever compare to you?
Like a dream to be awakened

Flowers grow in your hair
They soak the sun and calm the rain
To the depths of pouring gray
A shade of green in a long December

Sparkled white in red lipstick
Your smile spreads like a butterfly
Taking steps and blown away
Clouds of footprints across the sky

The ocean blue swims in your eyes
Forever drawn upon your face
Shining rivers and beautiful lakes
Painted like the weather

Softly spoken like a bird in flight
Flying home beneath the starry night
If love was as opposite as black and white
Then I’d be wrong to make you right

Like a pen worn upon a page
Ink-dipped darkness radiates
Words written in a fog of blue
The only light I see is you