There is only one more song to play.
I look over at my brother as the guitar chords start to form a solid structure,
The vaulted venue over our heads filling up with sound.
This heart goes heavy and the tears spring up behind my eyes
Salty as the sea
Filling something empty
knowing the reality of our impending goodbye and the months of missing ahead
But instead of letting them run down my cheeks
I pull them into my heart
Open my mouth
and he sings
And the moment becomes