I jumped for joy and got stuck It can't be a weight issue I am bones, thin skinned and all that So why didn't gravity play a role It must be fake euphoria Shallow highs I myself created An allure of the inconceivable To hide from realistic phases Doing something you have to do To do something you want to do Is a mind pacifying notion By some failure of a psychiatrist To put your hand in every pie And never get a bite To fall in love every second smile And then wallow in loss' plight Sigh, it's probably the age Not too many eons have we spend Flitting through life's sanguine tinge And time is our best friend The transformation of ourselves From exuberant youth To responsible citizen Is like a wild west movie - full of shots and sins Shotgun! He had called The front seat was his They drove in holiday spirit Down roads with twists and dips Something jumped out of nowhere They swerved out of control His side ploughed into bark And left was nought but dark He was gone the moment it struck him No lasting pain No crys of anguish Except of those that love him Deep remorse comes with the thought Maybe it's survivor's guilt We did lose a friend and brother There is nothing that can be done Only the good die young The rest of us will live And pay its price Memory is all we will have now I jumped for joy and got stuck But who am I to whine There are those that will never jump again Swallow my pride, I must We owe it to the lost To save those that might have hope And to play out our roles Live, love, forgive and never give up
