Good friend who died too young at 24. Steve's band was the first one I played in back in junior high. Miss you bud...
Lyrics
Both you and I were born on the same day
Each of us weathered the storm in our own way
You never followed the rules
Colored outside of the lines
Some people called you a fool
But you were ahead of your time
Steve, I remember you.
Both you and I, we played in the same band
Music would always remain in our plans
You gave them a different sound
They were tired of what’s going round
That’s what the mystery’s for
Leaving them all wanting more.
I still carry your song in my heart.
