FOREVER IN SONG: At D’Angelo’s funeral, the chapel was silent — heavy with farewell and reverence. When Willie Nelson rose, the room stilled; every eye followed him as he walked slowly to the front, his battered guitar Trigger in hand, his braids falling over his shoulders, his heart heavy with respect. He stood beside D’Angelo’s casket, not just mourning a friend but honoring a soul whose voice had shaped a generation. Without a word, Willie began to play “Always on My Mind.” His voice, fragile