May you find the peace you so desperately sought.
You tried so valiantly to win the war you fought.

You did not lose, no sir, no, not at all.
But sometimes even the mighty will fall.

Your efforts in battle were not at all in vain.
We must find solace; as you've silenced your pain.

A soul that made us love and laugh - truly one of a kind.
But sadly, humor is merely the mask of a tortured mind.

They told me to not go silently to that good night,
That I should never give in without giving a fight,
But I've bathed in the beams of the silver moonlight.
And I'm here to tell you that I went with the night.

It's not out weakness, nor desperation nor fright,
And I'm not here to tell you that it's not worth a fight,
But there's much worse monsters that occupy light;
Ones with far more malice, and a far sharper bite.

It's all about heart; not what's wrong or what's right.
You're judged by your merit and by your insight.
We're led by our spirits; we're not led by our sight,
We--all of us--who have joined with the night.

So slip free of your anchors. Let your true self take flight.
Shed away all regrets--you're held down by contrite--
And bask in all that represents your delight.
I come not with demands, you'll choose what is right,
But I'll confess to you now: I went with the night.