you’ve been my bright baby girl for all of your days and what feels like all of mine but all I’ve got now is whiskey and old sitcoms to drown the memory of your decline I drove a hundred thousand miles with you by my side we saw all there was to see but when I come home and you’re not at the door well that’s a brand new place for me you came out of your cloud to give me kisses for the first time in a very long time just before I sent you off to brighter clouds than mine I told you I loved you till your very last breath and how good you were to me now that your soulful brown eyes are closed mine can hardly see I hope like hell that I was good enough to you please know that I gave it my all you’ll have to sleep in your own bed but it’s forever next to mine just on the other side of that wall I have oceans and oceans of photos you always were the prettiest sight I’ve got your flowers growing outside my window brown eyed bees are buzzing with your light The bees are all buzzing The trumpets are coming To celebrate your new life with them They’ll all be so happy to see you when you come marching in