I hear you still talk to me,
as if you're sitting in that dusty chair.
Makes the hours easier to bare...
I know despite the years alone,
I'll always listen to you sing your sweet song!...

(...)

And it's cold and darkness falls.
It's as if you're in the next room so alive:
I could swear I hear you singing to me!...

But you are here with me.

Dave Matthews Band,
ao ouvido do meu Avô Manel. *