If The Sun Should Fall

When all is said and done

and I’m looking back upon the race I’ve run

when my heart gives in

I know you will be beside me, precious friend

It’s just the same from the beginning to the end,

When all is said and done

If I lose my way

And I wander down this open road for days

And if the sun should fall

And the dancing we once did become a crawl

let the memories move like shadows on the wall

If I lose my way

When I’m coming home

And I walk across the bridge of death alone

I will fix my eyes

on the one who is waiting at the other side

My old friend with countless others, there beside

When I’m coming home

“When All Is Said And Done,” by Tyrone Wells. Photographs by Alan Chin.

The farther we get from something, the easier it is to forget it, cover it up, rationalize it away. It’s been a month, and it already feels, watching CNN, like this took place in another century.