I am a new day rising
I’m a brand new sky
to hang the stars upon tonight
Times Like These
A wise man once said that we are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars. If this then is true, and we are all in the gutter, then you are more than one of the few who looked up. You are, rather, one of the yet fewer still who looked at the stars with a determined heart to become one of them. A desire to be the very best at the thing you loved. And you were.
For the rarity of your passion. For every wild and helter-skelter second you shared with us on the road to that place. For the laughs and goosebump-inducing moves that you pulled. For never saving anything less than your absolute best for want a better audience. For having the courage to do what you needed to do for yourself in the end. You are the firework that never faded. The Edge that will never dull. And we are the people who will always be grateful.