The evil it spread like the fever ahead it was night when you-
died my Firefly, What could i have said to raise you from the

dead?, Oh could I be the sky on the fourth of july, Well you do
enough talk my little Hawk why do you cry?, Tell me what did -
you learn from the tillamook burn? Or the fourth of july.

Were all gonna die.


Sitting at the bed with the halo at your head was it all a discise? like junior high

where everything is fiction, future, and prediction
Now wherе am I my fading supply? Did you get enough love my littlе dove?

Why do you cry? And i'm sorry I left but it was for the best
Thought it never felt right' My little versailles.


The hospital asked, '' Should the body be cast?''Before I say goodbye, my star in the sky
Such a funny thought to wrap you up in cloth. Do you find it alright , my dragonfly?

"Shall we look at the moon, My little loon? why do you cry?
"Make the most of your life, While it is rife,
While it is light
Well you do enough talk, My little hawk,
Why do you cry?
Tell me what did you learn, from the tillamook burn?
Or the fourth of july?
Were all gonna die"
Were all gonna die"

Were all gonna die"

Were all gonna die"

Were all gonna die"

Were all gonna die"