In your voice, in your song, I come alive,
with a will to keep fighting and just to survive.
A reason to keep on, keepin' the hope,
when its all so hard to deal with, and harder to even cope.
With all the many pills, that I must daily take,
my best relief has been, for me, the music that you make.
And even though I know, you couldn't possibly have known,
you've been right there with me, when I'm feeling so alone.
When I'm lost in utter anguish and unrelenting pains,
you have been my umbrella, through my most torrential rains.
You've soothed a hurting ache, when nothing else could,
as there, in your song, beside me, you have stood.
Your voice, to me is like, an invisible helping hand,
that reaches out, in urging and pulls me up to stand.
So many times in this life, I've been so lost in my fears,
when nothing, but your music, could diminish my falling tears.
Its hard to really explain, just what you have been-
a far away companion......a 'never met' best friend.
A stronghold, an ally, and a much needed escape,
a comfort, a healer, to a tattered soul, agape.
In moments when this suffering, is just too much to bear,
I know with just a finger's touch, you're gentle voice is there.
I know it may sound silly, maybe even somewhat trite,
but in your song, you've held me, through many a hurtful night.
How can I really express, just what you've meant to me?
Of how you bring a shining light, when pain makes it so hard to see.
That you have made me smile, laugh and even cry-
that you've pushed me towards taking flight, and gave me wings to fly.
Now, when this agony, gets the better of my will,
I simply turn you on and listen, and let myself be still.
So I thank you, Tim, for such an un-repayable gift.
For its in your song---those precious moments, that my pain ceases, to exist.