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You're the element of surprise that none of us were prepared for

The dead body behind the curtain that we couldn't help but stare towards

This afternoon you were an only child and a friend to me

This evening you're not breathing you're just the seed of a memory



Memories of better days

Turn the pages back to a faded photograph of

Memories of yesterdays

The years'll pass by but they'll never bring me back to you



My memory remembers presently everything from that night

My senses always sensor any awful images or sights

But I didn't get to see through the eyes his poor mother did

I just ask why she had to be the one to discover him



All I ask is a better day

A better way

To carry the weight of you

I sing this song to remember the days

When I wasn't afraid

To carry the weight of you



To the friend that I love who has different roots of blood

You are the earth that makes mud that comes from rain that made the flood

We cycle in and out of what our lives are capable of

And through it all I thank you for teaching me below and above



I had a friend who was way to young to die

I guess death is one of those things some people do to life








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