When I go, don’t cry for me In my fathers arms I’ll be The wounds this world left on my soul Will all be healed and I’ll be whole Sun and moon will be replaced with the light of Jesus face And I will not be ashamed for my savior knows my name
It don’t matter where you bury me I’ll be home and I’ll be free It don’t matter anywhere I lay All my tears be washed away
I absolutely loved this playing alongside Tommy escaping death again particularly because of the religious imagery which contrasted Tommy’s previously stated atheism.
Also, I don’t think I’ll ever find any words that sound as beautiful as ‘Get out of the grave, tinker’ followed by ‘Be on your fucking way’.
“And so, I accept that this is my fatal flaw. I just can’t quite… engage all the way, when I really need to, when it really matters, you know, when the chips are down, so. I guess what I’m saying is that I’m sorry, Gus. I’m sorry that I can’t do goodbyes. I tried so hard to tell you, man. I just… I just suck at the real stuff. But you know that. And you’re gonna be fine. You’re gonna be better than fine. I just can’t help thinking that the only problem that you really had this whole time… is me. And I’ve kept you from the life that you deserve, you know? The life that you’ve earned. The life that you’d have if I hadn’t barged into your office 8 years ago and said ‘We’re gonna play detective! Whether you want to or not!’ … I love you, man."