Fire Cross The Sky

I am sitting in a West Side cafe that's seen
it all
I look up and see his pictures, like a shrine
clustered on the dark brick wall
His glasses so cloudy, the eyes are so

clear
maybe that's what you need
to believe that peace could be near

I look down at my paper
the news, it's not good
seems we'll need so much time and work,
and love

I guess he knew that we would
They could write his name in fire cross the
sky, I wouldn't mind
but it's there inside his music
I find the pieces of his soul he left behind

Into each human life
be it rich, be it lean
there will enter one special person
this is a truth I have seen
who will teach us with their life
if we dare to be taught
that what is possible for each of us

is far beyond what we had thought

I cold rain has started falling
and I have destinies to meet
I take a last look at those pictures
and venture out into the dull grey street
I could write his name in fire cross the sky

for all to find
but it's there inside his music
I find the pieces of his soul he left behind