Paul — you were and continue to be
Art — you were Paul’s best friend.
Paul — you composed every song,
mastered every instrument,
dreamt up every melody,
arranged every harmony,
earned every Grammy.
Art — you were slightly taller.
Paul — you exquisitely blended
folk rock and pop ballads,
Mambazo’s township gospel,
Julio’s schoolyard rhythms,
Zydeco and Delta Blues.
Art — you were the blonde.
Art — you rode Paul’s coattails
to the Concert in the Park,
the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame,
your Lifetime Achievement Award
and a side-career on the silver screen.
Paul — you still da man.