your the element of surprise that none of us were prepared for the dead body behind the curtainthat 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 a 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 the mud that comes from rain that made flood We cycle in and out of what our lives are capable of and throughit 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 just one of those things some people do to earth