"Make Him Stay, Murph..."

"Make him stay, Murph..."

"Make him stay, Murph..."

"Don't let me leave, Murph! "

when death takes my hand i promise

to hold you in my other hand and find you

in every lifetime

waiting is so hard

but i will wait for you

you will be in my arms soon

i was born with an enormous need for affection

and a terrible need to give it

in the gentle sway of the two trees

i find our love

mirrored in their hearts

together

our branches intertwine

whispering sweet secrets of forever

you're on my mind

all the

time

all the time

all the

time