Thinking of you, remembering
Times we've shared together.
You left to soon – both of you.
Now only I can tell your story.
Thinking of you,
Gazing and watching the sun as it sets once more.
Can you see it up there?
I'm sorry that you're gone.
Now I'm imagining a puppy that's been kicked too many times,
And he's scared of his own shadow.
And now I'm picturing a JD, nothing great,
Who died the same way we all knew he would someday.
I'm standing here, all alone,
Feeling lost and helpless.
Two friends are gone:
One a hero, one a hood.
My brothers and I, we're all okay now.
We'll always stick together.
And I know I gotta start using my head some more.
We beat the Socs, but it's pointless.
They'll always have the breaks.
I hate fighting, but still fight.
But it's not gonna help at all.
They'll be on top, we'll be at the bottom.
No matter what.
I'll tell your story-
No, our story.
And we'll all be
Thinking of you.