"Another Wake, Another Time, A Premature Goodbye. I've watched you go and seen you pass, I always knew it wouldn't last. Together now we mourn the loss, and remember all the fun. We'll Drink the beer and hang out where death took another son. So all for one and one for all, do we ever wonder why. Though the reasons clear, this friend so dear was taken before his time.
So may this round be on the corpse of a dead man, with a toast that tells of a love you never shared. So as we dance on the grave of the misbehaved . . Raise your glass! And sing the praise of a fallen soul.
Many bow their heads for this man they know so well, with solemn thoughts they'll drink and drug for a resurrection. (Facing death we fear no danger) While Mothers shed their tears through a vail of desperation these fiends of a vicious breed raise holy hell." - Dropkick Murphys - Curse of a Fallen Soul
A friend of mine, not even a close friend, just someone who I'd hang out with once or twice a year maybe, died in a car accident 2 nights ago right down the road from my house. I sit here and think about how we didn't talk to much but we were always cool and he was a great guy that should not have been prematurely taken. I realize I will never see him again and it's hard to imagine because he was one of those people everyone knew atleast a little bit and enjoyed the company of. He was a free spirited guy who just liked to have a good time in life. Talking to my friend about this really made it occur to me that he's gone forever, and that just kinda hits me in the chest like a 20 lbs sledge hammer. It makes me realize that you can't go through life spitting and shitting on everyone because in the end everyone dies so why not make the best of being alive?
So may this round be on the corpse of a dead man, with a toast that tells of a love you never shared. So as we dance on the grave of the misbehaved . . Raise your glass! And sing the praise of a fallen soul.
Many bow their heads for this man they know so well, with solemn thoughts they'll drink and drug for a resurrection. (Facing death we fear no danger) While Mothers shed their tears through a vail of desperation these fiends of a vicious breed raise holy hell." - Dropkick Murphys - Curse of a Fallen Soul
A friend of mine, not even a close friend, just someone who I'd hang out with once or twice a year maybe, died in a car accident 2 nights ago right down the road from my house. I sit here and think about how we didn't talk to much but we were always cool and he was a great guy that should not have been prematurely taken. I realize I will never see him again and it's hard to imagine because he was one of those people everyone knew atleast a little bit and enjoyed the company of. He was a free spirited guy who just liked to have a good time in life. Talking to my friend about this really made it occur to me that he's gone forever, and that just kinda hits me in the chest like a 20 lbs sledge hammer. It makes me realize that you can't go through life spitting and shitting on everyone because in the end everyone dies so why not make the best of being alive?
