Warren Zevon knew he was dying. He wrote this song as a way to say goodbye to his family and especially his wife.
The following year, my friends threw an Irish wake for my thirtieth birthday and this song was printed on the program (yes, my birthday had a program).
Thinking about wakes and funerals today has forced me to think about this song again.
My hope is that when I pass, and my friends and family gather to wake me, they have this song on their lips.
Hold me in your thoughts, take me to your dreams
Touch me as I fall into view
When the winter comes keep the fires lit
And I will be right next to you
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