Is there a way to get through this day?
Just tell me the way, oh Lord I pray.
Keep us strong though tears will come,
Remembering Michael, his day is done.

Life is too short, we don't know our last day,
A mist, a vapor that vanishes, all too fast it's washed away.
All we can do is make sure we are ready when God calls our name,
"Come home my child," "I free you from your pain."
RIP Michael