I walk through the town with my face down;
I remember you.
The hearts were torn as you made news;
They remember you.
Your ribbons have been hung everywhere;
We remember you.
We caught the culprit, found his cell;
He remembers you.

Your locker, it stood next to mine;
I loved you.
This town was never scared of death;
They loved you.
The rock has yet been painted back;
We loved you.

I see your picture everywhere;
I miss you.
The little, rural town still sometimes cries;
They miss you.

I know that life is only temporary;
**I’ll see you soon.