As I’m Sitting (Well they can take you away)

As I’m Sitting (Well they can take you away) Dedicated to the memory of Jeff Cederle 06/11/1962-07/08/2012 As I’m sitting, wandering back in my mind It’s only fitting, yours are the memories I find You and I so long, friends like brothers you could always depend It all went wrong, Heaven rang, but you’re in my thoughts again Remember back in ’76? Drinking Boones Farm, riding bikes Soon after cars to fix, finish school find a girl who likes Uno, loser cracked on his knuckles, beers for breakfast, lunch and dinner Sharing teardrops and chuckles, taking a chance this loser turns into a winner As I’m sitting, those moments fall like a soft rain The pain’s not quitting, I miss you laughing keeping me sane Falls are splashing, wetting my cheeks, nights at “The Bucket” Years are crashing, piling up since, aw man fuck it… Walked the crowds at Alpine, bounced at bars in school Dated those women, so fine, for a minute we were so cool! Trippin talkin stupid till dawn, golfing bright and early with bloodies One summer day you were gone, God decided He needed one of my best buddies Well they can take you away They can turn off the light But your life will always stay Your story lives to see another night When I tilt back and laugh, choke back a little tear in my throat I see you holding a wood staff, tending a fire, or getting high on a boat Lake Michigan fireworks, or road tripping on our spring break Busting tables on some unruly jerks, seeing how much alcohol it takes To reach our highest high, to laugh until we choked and cried My friend I never got to say goodbye, so in my heart you never died I refuse to let your absence allow, your booming voice or giant smile Fade away cause you’re not here now, brother you always went that extra mile Well, they can take you away But they can’t never stop me from saying I’m always going talk of the day You weren’t necessarily the type for praying But I’m going to preach I got a lesson here to teach As I’m sitting, the tears have turned to one big grin And I’m admitting, we maybe broke a law, maybe made a sin Victor’s head is hanging out the Cadillac, Hall & Oates talkin’ ‘bout a Man-eater Clear the bong, hold it in, don’t hack! Car’s a piece of shit but it’s got a heater! Those days have passed, the roads we weaved across have been repaved Fear not the memories last, somehow those awesome times have been saved I got your six, rest easy man, I know you have mine, I feel you inside my mind Sometimes I need a fix, there those days are again, that’s where I always find You. Tim Windisch 1/31/2017