Sharp as a razor, steady as a train

You knew grief better than I could
The brother you never got to grow old with
It really wasn't your fault.

It took a lot of mishap and gusto
To make your mark
You found love on the road.

The only ones who could understand you?
Passed before you like last seasons fashion
Born in black.

You knew what true affection was
What true sorrow meant
You taught us salvation through failure.

And still you are..

Sharp as a razor, steady as a train.