It rained the day you left.
Not a storm—
just a steady hush,
like the sky
bowed its head with the rest of us.
No fanfare.
No bright light bursting through clouds.
Just the soft weight of water
reminding us
that grief is gentle, too.
Chorus
We carry you now
in the way we show up,
in the way we keep our word,
in the way we love through the mess of things.
You were a quiet kind of strong—
the kind that did not need to shout.
You showed love in what you did,
in the hands that fixed things,
in the life you built around us.
Chorus
We carry you now
in the way we show up,
in the way we keep our word,
in the way we love through the mess of things.
The rain has stopped.
But the world
still feels quieter without you in it.
We say goodbye to the man but not the memories.
(Steel guitar and fiddle solo)
Chorus
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We carry you now