It was going too fast
I didn’t want it to be done
I didn’t want to leave her there alone
Just a little more
I didn’t want it to be done
In the silence, in the dark
Just a little more
The dust in the jar wasn’t really her
In the silence, in the dark
This was as close as I was going to get
The dust in the jar wasn’t really her
No more fires, no more sweet tea
This was as close as I was going to get
I didn’t want to leave her there alone
No more fires, no more sweet tea
It was gone too fast
Thank you for taking the time to remember Dave. He saw your zeal and your unconventional ways and he felt…



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