Awkward sadness
Now all songs have meaning

The house is decrepit,
In bad need of cleaning


We gather his belongings
And pack up the van

I try to work quickly,
As fast as I can

Such sorrow and sadness
Still stifling the man


He seems to be fine
But still carries a torch

We have one last cigarette
Outside on the porch


We've fit all his treasures
Into the back seats

The payoff of Tetris
Seen here in these feats

And here we take pause
Watching Silverman's sweets


A drive filled with laughter,
While hearts wept within,

This chapter's now ended
Now...     ...how to begin?