So, I felt inspired to work up a tribute lyric to the tune of "Losing It" from Signals. Losing Neil ___________ the drummer sits upon his throne surveys his massive kit eclectic pieces so arranged for function and for fit forty years or more he'd propel the score always keen to hone his skills refining each performance with perfected grooves and fills his sticks fallen to the floor he will keep the beat no more the writer sits with pen in hand and captures on the page the thoughts that will inspire on recordings and on stage in a tour bus or hotel room or Quebec in winter deep expressing what life meant to him as memories to share and keep his notebook closed the final time he has crafted his final rhyme through word and song he moved the world encouraged us to dream, question, lose our fears, and experience to extreme sad we could not say goodbye better for having known him for you the guide who helped us see the bell tolls for thee
