I Lit a Candle for your Soul

I lit a candle for your soul and

Sent it into empty night

The smoke from its flame extinguished

Felt like the day he took your light.

I struck a match on a piece of wax and wick

Though it made no difference

The rituals I had come to know

Had made you no less sick.

Oh, but your beauty made no matter

Beautiful things die everyday

Surely there must be reasons

Please bow your head and pray.

So still we practice magic

Still pretend to have control

Though you are no less dead

I lit a candle for your soul.