It's not length of life, but depth of life. R.I.P. Rick, our friend.

Hold on to the bedlam

Cease fire on my pace

Everyone get off my heals for a moment

While I go back to a friendly face

I must get back to some memories

Fill them with your laughter

I didn't know back then you would go

But God gets what he goes after

Spend some time with an old friend please

Once more before you leave

And if I cry for a moment

It’s because it’s so hard to believe

That you’re gone….