I see Andrew every day. When I fire up my buddy list there is Bodiaz bringing his dose of happy-sad. Thanks, someone, for not turning his computer off.
On the one-year anniversary of his death, many folks will speak of Andrew’s loss to the cause. Go ahead and cube that vacuum a few times. It’s true, in some measure he lives on in all of us. When I was out campaigning for Romney last year, all my tough decisions were decided by a simple What Would Andrew Do?
But for me, and many, it’s not about politics or movements. I’m still mourning the small “b” Breitbart. I miss my friend terribly. I loved the guy.
A few days after Andrew’s funeral last year I wrote a song. It was never meant for public consumption. With his wife’s Susie’s permission, here’s the demo/lyric.
I Can’t Stand to Say Goodbye
Here
Gone
Unfinished Song
All was there
All is lost
No Silver Linings
No God’s will
No Sense or Reason
Our heart is still
All that remains is moving on
Lessened
Cheated
Robbed us all
I can’t stand to say goodbye
Oh No…
Memories
Not enough
In the Home of the Brave
You were the best of the lot
There’s no replacing
This hole won’t fill
Death is cold and it’s cruel
Real and unreal
All that remains is to carry on
With Tears and Riddles
We’ll never solve
I can’t stand to say goodbye
I can’t stand to say goodbye
Oh No…
Here at the bridge we will never cross
Here at the bridge…Lost
I can’t stand to say goodbye
I can’t stand to say goodbye
I can’t stand to say goodbye
Goodbye
Oh No…
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