Beneath a stone with script
Locked away for 50 years lie 1" and "3"...

My mind is on a treadmill still trying to find the reason why
We walked up the stage wearing the same cap and gown,
But not all of us will get to say our vows down the aisle
And the more I think of it the less sense it makes
Because I thought we'd live for fifty more and if not, at least ten
So I guess this is the memo
for the raincheck on our class reunion, till' we see you again
I just ask you walk besides us, like you did that night in June
Spread the warmth of your spirits as you look over us
The year before they wept and we wept with them
But it's been three hard blows and it's still far too soon

And now, there are flowers.

Beneath three stones
lie over 600+ affected lives
What was once white and blue is now different shades of grey
But you'll live long after you're gone,
Within a capsule and within our hearts
Accustomed to the sharpening of our edges,
We'll be missing you,

L1ving L3gends