NO MORE WILL MY GREEN SEA GO TURN A DEEPER BLUE

The last time I heard my brother's voice was a couple of days after he was gone.

There was nothing mystical about it. My mother mentioned that his answering machine was still turned on, so I called to listen to the recording.

It was a pretty standard greeting, except for the fact that Paint It, Black was playing conspicuously in the background.

I said "Goodbye" before the beep and I did not leave a message...