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A song about grief, and losing Jadzia Dax.

I've always felt her death was severely under-mourned in the show, and so here's a song remembering her, from the point of view of her crewmates.

Once again, it's not a perfect recording, for I do not yet have the patience when my wish to share it is so strong ❤❤ I'm just a bean who likes singing and DS9 and who's been bitten by a creative bug recently. ^_^

I would LOVE to hear what you thought? A comment in the tags would actually mean the world!

Lyrics under the cut:

This place doesn’t feel the same: It’s emptier, heavier. You made us feel alive, So tell me what’s next?

Here’s where you played your games,  Laughed at us, urged us on, Is the ghost of your smile All that remains?

And it aches, this hole in me. I’ve been shot, I’ve been beaten and all that hurt less Than this pain - I can’t believe. I wish I had died instead. I wish you were here.       

But I can't regret missing you, Even when I know it means That my heart won't lighten again. Even losing one memory Would be the death of me: You were magnificent, and I won't forget that You were magnificent and I'll keep remembering you.

Wise words came easily, You’d long mastered bravery, You led with your heart, No matter the cost.

The stars themselves knew of you, Their glimmer’s diminished now, Without you to guide and chide us to explore.

And it hurts, it’s agony: My heart is torn open, your presence ripped out. When I dream, it’s you I see, But I have to wake up, and th’illusion breaks down

But I can't regret missing you, Even when I know it means That my heart won't lighten again. Even losing one memory Would be the death of me: You were magnificent, and I won't forget that. Oh, you were magnificent And I'll keep remembering you.

No corridor’s long enough to escape your phantom touch. Our lives were so intertwined; I never realised how much. I won’t complain - I’ll face these flashbacks face-on.  If I still hear your voice, are you really gone?

There’s so much we still need you for, Please come back from Sto’Vo’Kor, We’re fighting a war here, don’t say you forgot. 

And you should’ve worn the Niners’ shirt, Helped our heist, been a flirt, And held in your arms a small spotted Klingon.

And it hurts, what could have been.  Your future cut off in one bat'leth-sharp beat. It’s not fair - no, nothing is.  Can we have one last joke, one last bet, one last drink? ‘Cause I hate how my heart still thinks you’ll reappear.

But I can't regret missing you, Even when I know it means That my heart won't lighten again. Even losing one memory Would be the death of me: You were magnificent, and I won't forget that. Oh, you were magnificent And I'll keep remembering you.