Monday, February 05, 2007

He liked to go fast

Justin I wish you could see me
the color of these pills don't match my mood
and you'd be thrilled you'd be very thrilled
sky and lakes not me in hue

it's been almost a year since you died
your parents and friends were beside themselves,
oh I wish you were here with me now

The early spring sand saving winter's smashed
did you in, you liked to go fast.
your daddy said, "he liked to go fast."
and soon. too soon . too soon.

So we went to the white house surround by woods
with boulder in back and the hoop in front.
Your dad survived the hemorrhage
with long gray hair, blood shot eyes.

I'll never forget the way she cried
your mother clearly knew
on the day you died she gave a way
a part she lent to you

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