The early deaths
Friends full of life, Passion to equal the sun
Left before they’re lives had truly begun
It was the design of their decisions that did them in
Failed to heed the signs and learn any lessons
Their fear and hate obscured all blessings
They slept the all too familiar dream of life
When you don’t play the game you must awaken and get right
For this game board has many waiting to roll the dice
The winners awake without tombstones and cries
They heeded the lessons and ignored the lies
What once was a game board turns into a blank canvas
This is where the eternal life dances
Aug 6, 2012
Aug 6, 2012 at 8:58 AM UTC
The early deaths
Friends full of life, Passion to equal the sun
Left before they’re lives had truly begun
It was the design of their decisions that did them in
Failed to heed the signs and learn any lessons
Their fear and hate obscured all blessings
They slept the all too familiar dream of life
When you don’t play the game you must awaken and get right
For this game board has many waiting to roll the dice
The winners awake without tombstones and cries
They heeded the lessons and ignored the lies
What once was a game board turns into a blank canvas
This is where the eternal life dances