An Australian Tribute to a man called Charlie....

An Australian Tribute to A Man Called Charlie
From the podcasts, Cafe Locked Out and Club Grubbery
RIP Charlie Kirk
Words Michael Gray Griffith
Music AI
It was raining last night
I could hear it dancing on the roof
I fell asleep listening to
The beauty of rain.
But when I woke you were gone.
Someone had used their hate to take you away,
And so the rain of last night
Is now raining inside of me.
I think the angels just might
Be standing up to welcome you home,
As we remain here fighting
In the trench that just grew colder.
But despite the shot,
I know you’re not dead,
Instead your leaving light
Could become our new dawn.
I wonder if when,
Your mother first held you,
As all the love you brought
Was a dawn in her eyes.
Did if she ever sense then,
That a warrior was here,
With a tongue for a sword
And the armour of truth.
For in a darkening world
That’s being turned upside down,
You were a single man that rose
Until we could see you from here.
How many roads,
must a man walk down,
before we call him
a man.
Well, I’m on your road
To try and emulate you,
By constructing a sign that reads
Charlie Kirk, a man, passed this way.
On his journey to
the sun who he knew,
if we faithfully followed
would one day lead us home.
On his journey to
the sun who Charlie believed,
if we faithfully followed,
would one day lead us all home.