Cigarette in one hand, guitar in the other,
You triumph in bittersweet acquiesce.
A voice sweet like honey yet brutally harsh,
Coming from nothing, living for everything.

A relic in itself capturing lifelong iridescence,
And hoping for change, sliding away,
Drowning in pure admiration.
Your tangled lyrics forming a constellation.

Your presence is electricity and universal,
You sing anthems and of freedom and glory.
A blazing legacy playing on repeat,
A backbeat drilling into the minds of millions.

The disk of the CD spins around and around;
Taking me to places I never knew existed,
But places I reminisce about,
In melancholic and sun-kissed memories.

I cannot imagine a world without you.