Words & Music by Denice Franke
© 2008 de nICE gIRL Music (BMI)
All rights reserved. Used by permission.

the walls have crumbled
his gibraltar
crushed what was left of him
there were no last rites
he left unnoticed
the oxygen went thin
no break and entering
no signs of struggle
no marks on the skin
no farewell papers
no keys in the lock
no lipstick on the glass

shine some light, if you're still standing
shine some light, if you're breathing still
shine some light…shine your light right over here

he was a nice sort
kind of quiet
he kept to himself
except the summer of '99
when he pulled our davy from the well
the town's people came with cakes and casseroles
their offerings of good will
you never knew if he was coming or going
that impala never left the drive

shine some light…

the walls have crumbled
his gibraltar
crushed what was left of him…

Denice Franke: acoustic guitar and vocal
Mark Hallman: bass, Hammond B3 organ, stratocaster
Rick Richards: drums
Andre Moran: electric guitar