I woke up and walked a million miles today
I’ve been looking up and down for you
All this time it still feels just like yesterday
That I walked a million miles with you
Think I’m gettin’ over it
There’s no gettin’ over it
There are times that I need someone
There are times I feel like no one
Sometimes I just don’t know what to do
There are days I can’t remember
There are days that last forever
— Under You, Foo Fighters

He lay in a teak wood casket, he seemed peaceful, he seemed complete… a life well lived. The people filed by his corpse in the coffin. The mourners, they came and went, paying homage, the end of an era.