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Another short piece I wrote that I'm going to record in studio sometime over the next few weeks for my CD. Isn't actually based on anyone but this is a topic that came to mind so I laid it down on paper and this is how it came out.
They say the good die young and I really believe-it
Because the sequence in life has all of us grieving
A young man perceived as a joy since conceiving
Occurred, now I'm kneeling looking towards the ceiling
Wondering why God felt the need to receive-him
Such a young boy with very little time for achievement
But such a relief the eve he decided-to-leave
Because I believe it was peace when he died-in-his-sleep
Why-does-it-seem God takes a short-life-away
When criminals receive even more-time-to-prey
On innocent lives, and kids are torn-away
From a chance to succeed, which is why we mourn-today
You’re in a better place now, its nice to know where your goin
An Angel glowin with wings spread from Ocean to Ocean
Lookin over the family, every heart-that's-growin
Everyone looks up and we know God took you with Arms-Wide-Open
So this life goes on….we really miss you
But I can say
We know your looking over us every day
So now that your gone, its hard to accept-it-though
And I cant seem to loosen my grip just to let-this-go
You're on a one-way street to Heaven with no exit-road
And "life is too short" is what the lesson-showed
But I just guess-and-know all the scare-ness-dealt
That night, I cant imagine what your parents-felt
But they’re fine now, no worries, your safe-right?
By the Lords side ever since you left that late-night
Isn’t it ironic how you loved-to-fish
And had us all "hooked" with all the love-you-dished
Just know that although you may be above-us-kid
We’ll never forget the short time that you somewhat-lived
People say you used to write about how you kept peeps from bein lonely
But I wish that you were here so you could tell me that story
On how you liked to golf, play football-and-things
But now you cant, we’re mourning so we all-just-sing
So this life goes on….we really miss you
But I can say
We know your looking over us every day
So this life goes on….we really miss you
But I can say
We know your looking over us every day