Your funny uncle.
A windy dayThe cars in slow formationNot far awayA final destination
One mother's sonHis father's distant gaze, regrettingWhere they went wrongHe always found it too upsetting
Me and my friendWe lived our lives completelyFrom start to endYou and your friend, so sweetly
With strength and prideIn spite of everything, and swimmingAgainst the tideTo obstinately hope of winning
And at the endYour funny uncle staringAt all your friendsWith military bearing
And stopped to standTo smile and speak of you directlyGoodbye, shake handsLike you did everything correctly
To wipe away the tearsNo more pain, no fearNo sorrow or dyingNo waiting or cryingThese former things have passed awayAnother life begins today