Dan and I got stoned   On my porch the day your ashes hit the river   I considered irony   I couldn't quite think of any word   "B" thinks I should write you a letter   That it might be better than just lashing out   So I gave it to a typewriter   And it was also ridiculous written down      I remember so much light off you   Every song held a smile for you      I often do these things like you   Laughing out the side of my face   Dancing to your old mix tapes      A sweater soft, a hug goodbye   When you called us three days later   We all knew you were high   We all knew you were tired   But we thought you'd make it through the night      Every song held a smile for you   I remember so much life in you   How I never had the guts to make a move   I remember walking out on you