you can never really walk amongst the living.
But you, have disappeared You have been released You are flecks of light You are missed Somewhere, spinning round the sun Circling the moon Traveling through time You are missed —Lucinda Williams, Copenhagen
We grow steady as the morning older still We grow happy as a new dawn older still We grow steady as the flowers older still We grow happy as a new dawn older still — Ben Howard, Old Pine
We could slip away, wouldn’t that be better Me with nothing to say, and you in your autumn sweater — Yo La Tengo, Autumn Sweater
—David Gray, Alibi
And at once I knew I was not magnificent Strayed above the highway aisle Jagged vacance, thick with ice And I could see for miles, miles, miles — Bon Iver, Holocene