Neil Ellwood Peart, OC September 12, 1952 – January 7, 2020
We, human beings, often get "weird" when someone passes away. Some get weepy, teary, some make sojourns to the past, some make pilgrimages to the deceased's place of residence, or old haunts, some pay tribute, or reminisce about days of old...it brings solace to some, other times it makes people uncomfortable...so I don't do that. I do know however, upon hearing about this news yesterday that the first words that came to my mind were:
Suddenly, you were gone
From all the lives you left your mark upon
I remember
How we talked and drank into the misty dawn
I hear the voices
We ran by the water on the wet summer lawn
I see the footprints
I remember
Followed by the rest of the lyrics and music from "Afterimage".
Neil Peart 1969.
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