As I’m Sitting (Well they can take you away) Dedicated to the memory of Jeff Cederle 06/11/1962-07/08/2012
As I’m sitting, wandering back in my mind
It’s only fitting, yours are the memories I find
You and I so long, friends like brothers you could always depend
It all went wrong, Heaven rang, but you’re in my thoughts again
Remember back in ’76? Drinking Boones Farm, riding bikes
Soon after cars to fix, finish school find a girl who likes
Uno, loser cracked on his knuckles, beers for breakfast, lunch and dinner
Sharing teardrops and chuckles, taking a chance this loser turns into a winner
As I’m sitting, those moments fall like a soft rain
The pain’s not quitting, I miss you laughing keeping me sane
Falls are splashing, wetting my cheeks, nights at “The Bucket”
Years are crashing, piling up since, aw man fuck it…
Walked the crowds at Alpine, bounced at bars in school
Dated those women, so fine, for a minute we were so cool!
Trippin talkin stupid till dawn, golfing bright and early with bloodies
One summer day you were gone, God decided He needed one of my best buddies
Well they can take you away
They can turn off the light
But your life will always stay
Your story lives to see another night
When I tilt back and laugh, choke back a little tear in my throat
I see you holding a wood staff, tending a fire, or getting high on a boat
Lake Michigan fireworks, or road tripping on our spring break
Busting tables on some unruly jerks, seeing how much alcohol it takes
To reach our highest high, to laugh until we choked and cried
My friend I never got to say goodbye, so in my heart you never died
I refuse to let your absence allow, your booming voice or giant smile
Fade away cause you’re not here now, brother you always went that extra mile
Well, they can take you away
But they can’t never stop me from saying
I’m always going talk of the day
You weren’t necessarily the type for praying
But I’m going to preach
I got a lesson here to teach
As I’m sitting, the tears have turned to one big grin
And I’m admitting, we maybe broke a law, maybe made a sin
Victor’s head is hanging out the Cadillac, Hall & Oates talkin’ ‘bout a Man-eater
Clear the bong, hold it in, don’t hack! Car’s a piece of shit but it’s got a heater!
Those days have passed, the roads we weaved across have been repaved
Fear not the memories last, somehow those awesome times have been saved
I got your six, rest easy man, I know you have mine, I feel you inside my mind
Sometimes I need a fix, there those days are again, that’s where I always find
You.
Tim Windisch
1/31/2017
