The artist

You shone with everything you needed
right away
while most of us were floundering
just to find what we believed
you wrote letters to a mentor
while I drank my nights away
breathed in stories to tell
told them richly
told them well

Your legacy lives past
your New York City tale
death and redemption
suburban sprung saint of dirty street songs
think I’ll pray to you
who knew me once and now
went to heaven in a burst of blood
that broke your brain

You got the message we were all given
took it and ran through a crazy time
now I’ve got some part of what you knew
all along
will you spark in me the missing link
I’m still alive Jon
and I want to say what matters
be my angel with your goofy smile
my hair grows gray for both of us
I was barking up so many wrong trees
but I think I get it now
as I watch your work sing brave and true
any chance I have

Vive La Vie Boheme Jon
Vive La Vie Boheme