Maybe I would cry for a little bit
if I could find some time for the innocence
when I look at what we did in the past
and when I think about the pain, it always ended in laughs, we been in the trap, we set it to max,
we fucking fight on, surprised if someone tries to go deny it cuz we right on and if we die young, it’s cuz we trying to live, see eye to bitch, and try to climb inside the siren’s abyss,

and that’s when I went amiss,
i wasn’t there for your hell, and that’s when you took a spell, but i was crooked as well, I usually fell, try to use my wit, didn’t help, I couldn’t understand the context of the word when the world was a ball of bitter death,
I wasn’t on, i have been gone, i really want to sit with you and reign over hell dawg,
and when i hear your riffs, it’s like i hear your voice,
it’s such a beautiful gift and it kinda gets me moist,
you’d fucking love that joke choice, i bet you’d say it was noice. and you would say it like that, and i can still hear your laugh, and if I ever forget, I’ll keep your words on the map, because this lightning you give i fucking caught on the track,
i got the regal out back, let’s get some 40’s and bail,
let’s do some shit and maybe sit a night or two in the jail, i’d rather have it like that, than not to have it at all,
i wish we coulda made more memories before the fall

burns singing over top

we will carry on,
and on and on,
holding closely to you,

We will carry on, hold that light now
keeping the momentum bright now,
we gonna, use the anthem we write down
to keep your life inside us to keep up the fight

we gotta, we gotta carry on, do all we can do,
cuz this is now your song, a gift from me to you
we gonna close the circle, it’s time to wrap it up
the final chapter with my brother, all our fucking love

all our fucking love, brother, it’s always love for your mother, and that is how you connecting our lives, and reach one another, and every one gotta story, and some are tearing us under and some are filling our hearts with some pride, and some are a wonder, but every morning without you is like the world had a gift, and didn’t know what to do with it so it made up a list, of all the lives that you needed to touch, sent you to roam, caught in the memories we cherish, your forever home