Story Behind The Song

Written for and about David Christensen who committed suicide in February 2009.

Song Description

Song expresses the grief of the loss of a loved one to suicide. It moves through the stages of the grieving process finally arriving at acceptance and hope through faith.

Lyrics

In the driveway, found some pebbles
All lined up in a row
Might have been a young child playin' there
A little while ago

But not now and round the back
The door stands open wide
Must have been a storm come tearin' through
But now it's quiet
And I wonder, should I really go inside?

I'm so mad at you for saying goodbye
I'm mad at myself for not hearin' you cry
I'm mad at the world 'cuz they don't understand
I hate everything in this place where I am
This place where you wrote your final song
I bet it was a great one

In your room, all your clothes
Are lined up in a row
Must have been a special place
You were gettin' set to go

Found the ticket, from the store
Where you stopped on your way home
Picked up a couple things you needed, and a card
And I wonder did you ever send it on

I can't believe you're really gone
I hear your voice in every song
I see your face inside my own
In this mirror, in this house, that tried to be a home
This place where you wrote your final song
I bet it was a great one

Out the window some wild apples, are hanging from a tree
But winter's near and most of them, are down among the leaves
And I wonder how some manage to hold on

Everybody says you're in a better place
I say it myself when I need to save face
I know that's what, they all want to hear
'til I finally find the faith that you really are there
In a place, where you will write another song
I hope that it's a great one

Yesterday
I found some pebbles
All lined up in a row
Might have been
A young child playin' there
A little while ago

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