everyone knows that cancer takes bites of every family and it eats up families whole dance around the issue take issue with the answers provided the past few years radiate with treatment but to every day she ll put her cap on and greet them she s got demons but you ll never meet them yeah we hope one day that she can finally beat them all she laughs for us she laughs so we don t worry she smiles through the pain and keeps the details blurry my intentions are not to expose the depths of her trouble aren t mine to disclose but like evening rain on the petal of a rose it drips down to the earth and begins to compose  and if there s one thing that remains so crystal clear to us it s that the wandering hands of the gods are so goddamn mysterious like there could be a justification for the lives it takes and the lives that it s taken this isn t a eulogy or a requiem just some words i ve sketched out cause i haven t said them this isn t about her father or brother just a few simple words so she knows that i love her and tragedy will never disaffect her i hope she knows how much i respect her my intentions are not to expose in verse or in prose the depths of her troubles aren t mine to disclose but like evening rain on the petal of a rose it drips down to the earth and begins to compose a song worth singing a wound that keeps on stinging and one sinking feeling that s always worth clinging onto and a stone in a glass house that s always worth slinging she laughs for us she laughs so we don t worry she smiles through the pain and keeps the details blurry my intentions are not to expose the depths of her trouble aren t mine to disclose but like evening rain on the petal of a rose it drips down to the earth and begins to compose saints walk the earth they don t patrol the skies they re the people right behind you riding tandem through the night it s the comfort that s discovered between two sets of eyes it s the hand that stills the other that shakes like candlelight like candlelight1