Ode to a friend who lost a battle to drug addiction
Lyrics
I hear your not tired anymore, I hear your not hungry
I heard that you ran out of time to tell your story
And did you believe that its true, that what burnt out inside of you don't matter anymore.
I hope that you found your anwser I hope you found your peace of mind
I know that its far to late to tell you that your runnin out of time
So stick out that hand sometimes make that offer don't be so absorbed in yourself, because its not that often
where you might get a chance to make that leap of faith
where you might get new words to tell your story
