It was six o'clock when I found out you died   What was I supposed to say   I got off the phone went upstairs and I cried   Forty years had gone away      Now we'll gather round the photos   Children smile and laugh at times better than these   And we are caught without pretension   No one's here to show us how it's supposed to be      I got off work at a quarter after nine   Headed over straight away   On a crowded subway thought I overheard   Did you read the stats today?      Now we'll gather round the photos   Children smile and laugh at times better than these   And we are caught without pretension   No one's here to show us how it's supposed to be      And we could prepare   For darkness followed by my doorsteps   And we could not prepare   For darkness followed by my doorsteps