you crumbled so young, only just a man
so ripe and fruitful, for the years to come
it must have sought you out, i know it did
i will never understand death--should i?

bittersweet, some people will always say
i don't see the sweet, that taste isn't left
the world's left bitter, sour, and black
one of the finest minds taken down

the sand ran out in your hourglass
or maybe that old man pushed it down
crashing threw the cloudy heavens
taking our earth angels one by one