Lyrics

I sent an email to a dead friend
every little thing's gonna land
I did it to make him laugh
because I miss him in the sky

and felt a little bit closer
to the controller of the roller coaster
who let me put my hand
on the lever that makes us cry

full throttle and a steady hum
a soft sigh and a big come
everybody's gonna get some
you don't have to try

I sent an email to a dead friend
played an ace from an old hand
laid it into the wet sand
to decay or multiply