Just One Tear – Final Lyric Edit. (I’m pretty sure)

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Well, it took eighteen some years, but I finally finished this lyric. It’s a song about losing a friend, someone you really cared about, and not getting to mourn “the right way” because you missed the service. Here is the backstory.

Now, if my neighbors stupid car alarm that’s screaming through my window will just stop going off, I might be able to record the scratch track.

JUST ONE TEAR

Who’s to say, that the road we take
is the one we should be traveling
Who’s to say, that the road we take
is the road we should be on

I can say I knew you, you were a friend of mine

Who’s to say, that the dreams we dream
won’t bring us our prosperity
Who’s to say, that the dreams we dream
is a life that can never be

(solo-ish thing here, slide guitar, will need help)

Without you here, life has slowing down
and any sense it made’s unraveling
Without you here, things are left unsaid
of the dreams that can never be

I can say I knew you, you were a friend of mine
I never got to say goodbye, I’m left alone to wonder why
There must be something I can say
But I guess it’s better off this way.

Things would come out fine
If I could cry just a little
Things would come out better,
If I could cry just a little…

Just one tear You were a friend of mine

The police report is here, in the middle of the page.

Victim
Photo of Victim Robert Paul JohnsonSee larger view one (Robert Paul Johnson) (PDF)
Victim
Photo of Victim Robert Paul JohnsonSee larger view two (Robert Paul Johnson) (PDF)
Victim: Robert Paul JohnsonDate: April 24, 1993

Address: 3200 Mission Boulevard

Synopsis: Robert Paul Johnson, age 27, lived in Mission Beach and was the manager of his apartment complex. On Thursday evening, April 22, 1993, Johnson attended a dinner party with a friend. After the party, Johnson got a ride home from his friend, arriving at about 11:30 pm. Johnson’s friend was the last person to see him alive.Johnson failed to show up for work for the next two days. Johnson’s boss, concerned over his absence, eventually contacted one of one Johnson’s friends, who went to Johnson’s apartment on April 24, 1993, to check on Johnson. Johnson’s body was discovered in the bathroom of his apartment. He had been strangled to death.

Johnson was very friendly and frequently invited people he met on the Mission Beach boardwalk to his home.

1 Comment to “Just One Tear – Final Lyric Edit. (I’m pretty sure)”

  1. By Drew, November 10, 2011 @ 6:09 am

    Beautiful, and fitting.

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