Aisle Over

December 31st, 1998

i didn’t like him. he annoyed me. sat across the aisle from me in class – within two weeks
i got word he was dead – killed while evading the police on his motorcycle.

Listen to “Aisle Over”

alarm clock bell to bell
just another day under my belt
sure I pause now and then
to think of how God must have felt

to send His son
the sacrifice of Jesus
oh but they knew what lie ahead
and I am so envious

but I can’t just hold God’s plan
and wave it like a four leaf clover
when I won’t see my whole destiny
could be one aisle over

well i never knew his name
but i sure had my thoughts
a first sight judgment
i had him pegged on the spot

i knew he would be there
always askin’ why
tonight i sit surprised
I didn’t expect him to die

i can say he wouldn’t change
he’d be dead anyway
even if i’d spoken up
God i wish i would speak up

but I can’t ignore God’s plan for me
pull off the four leaves of clover
and i can’t see my destiny
was sitting one aisle over

his empty chair is haunting
i should have told him “hi”
cause now more than ever
i wish i’d said, “Goodbye”

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