I Didn't See Alvin

ALVIN:
Thank you all for coming.
We're gathered to honor the memory of my father, Gordon Kelby.
THOMAS:
I snuck into the gallery of the chapel to watch him...to watch him try to do what I've devoted years of my life to doing!
ALVIN:
Let me tell you a story about my father...
THOMAS:
Look at him, standing there! Look at him, comfortable, confident...eh, smug!
Telling story after story after story after Goddamn story about his father!
...and they were good. (soft, dry laugh)
They were so...good.
Look at him.
I DIDN'T SEE THAT TEAR ON HIS COAT
I DIDN'T SEE THE WAY THAT HIS HANDS WERE SHAKING
THE WAY THE WORDS GOT CAUGHT IN HIS THROAT
(another dry laugh)
THE WAY HE'D FIXED HIS HAIR
I DIDN'T SEE THE WAY THE PLATFORM MADE HIM LOOK SO TALL
NO, I DIDN'T SEE ALVIN AT ALL
I DIDN'T SEE THAT I WAS THE FRAUD
OR NOTICE IT WAS AL WHO WAS BORN THE ARTIST
I TOOK THE BOWS WHILE HE WOULD APPLAUD
I HARDLY SAW HIM THERE
TURNS OUT IT WAS ALVIN WHO INSPIRED ME EVERY DAY
BUT I DIDN'T SEE ALVIN THAT WAY
YES, HE WAS ALWAYS THERE
OFFERING SO MUCH
HE WAS CONSTANT AND DEPENDABLE LIKE STONE
I DIDN'T STOP TO SEE WHAT ELSE I'D LOST
WHEN WE GRADUALLY LOST TOUCH
BUT, LOOK UP FROM YOUR PAGE, TOM!
LOOK UP FROM YOUR PAGE!
YOU'RE ALONE!
I didn't see...
I DIDN'T SEE THE END OF THE ROAD
I'D SET MY VISION FIRMLY TOWARDS THE FUTURE
BURYING THE DEBT THAT I OWED TO ALVIN AND MY PAST
I DIDN'T SEE THE SAND SLIP THROUGH MY FINGERS WAY BACK THEN
AND I DIDN'T SEE ALVIN AGAIN...
ALVIN:
The End.
A story about Alvin Kelby.
THOMAS:
I'm done with stories, Al.
ALVIN:
Have you finished my eulogy?
THOMAS:
...No.
ALVIN:
Then, you're not done.
(repeats)
The End.
A story about Alvin Kelby.
That's the one you're looking for, right?
...How did a kid who once thought a butterfly could melt the polar icecaps end up in a frozen river on Christmas Eve? And, more
importantly, what did it have to do with you?
THOMAS:
(pauses, then laughs bitterly)
ALVIN:
YOU'LL NEVER KNOW, TOM
YOU'LL NEVER KNOW