Don't Own Stress

HEAR YOU ME-BY Jimmy Eat World


There's no one in town I know
You gave us some place to go
I never said thank you for that
I thought I might get one more chance
What would you think of me now,

Stress Lynch stooped down in front of the grave. Fresh tears sliding
down her face. It had been a year since Jack had died. He and the
boys had been jumped by The KRips, a gang that was notorious for its
hatred of the Newsies. The Leader of The Manahttan newsies had
received a fatal blow to the back of the head as he blocked Crutchy
from the fray.

"We're all getting along good" whispered Stress as she composed
herself. "Ya should see Race, he took over ya position like a champ.
A'course it didn't hoit that he had Spot's support"

Jack would be so proud of us, she thought.


So lucky, so strong, so proud?
I never said thank you for that
Now I'll never have a chance

Stress would never admit to herself, but it was she who he would have
been most proud of. The young girl the newsies had taken in had
become a strong beautiful young woman, Flourishing under the love of
their charismatic leader.

May angels lead you in
Hear you me my friends
On sleepless roads, the sleepless go
May angels lead you in

But she missed him so much. She hoped he could see how much she loved
him, how he was still with her everyday. She carried the memories of
their short but amazing time together everywhere she went.

So what would you think of me now
So lucky, so strong, so proud?
I never said thank you for that
Now I'll never have a chance

What hurt her most was that she never got to tell Jack how lucky she
considered herself to be. Lucky that she met someone like him.
SOmeone that would take in someone on a descsion based on the pure
goodness of his heart.

May angels lead you in
Hear you me my friends
On sleepless roads, the sleepless go
May angels lead you in

To the outside world, Jack Kelly was a no good hoodlum.

And if you were with me tonight
I'd sing to you just one more time
A song for a heart so big
God wouldn't let it live

But to the young men and women who considered him their friend and
leader, he was Cowboy. The boy who would have your back in a fight,
fight against the injustices of the world. The one who would comfort
a friend, defend the honor of a girl. Jack was like steel, strong,
dependable and always there.

"But not anymore" whispered Stress as the sobs caught in her throat.

May angels lead you in
Hear you me my friends
On sleepless roads, the sleepless go

She looked up to the sky, the clouds rolled away from the sun and
renergized her. It was like a kiss from heaven, like a kiss from Jack.

May angels lead you in
May angels lead you in
Hear you me my friends
On sleepless roads, the sleepless go
May angels lead you in

"STRESS!" yelled ITey "Ya coming?"

"Yeah! I'll be right dere" she yelled Back.

She bent down and placed Jack's cowboy hat on his grave and went to
join Itey and Revolution for lunch.