Hope

you know they say the day the music died was in feburary of '59,
but that mortal wound took much more time to drain the veins of music dry.
so now we're here to mourn and bury the corpse that's just a coil that i used to love,
dollar signs and demographics nail the coffin shut.

don't give yourself away.

cried until my eyes went blind the day i found out that kurt died.
i was seventeen and i got drunk on wine for the first time.
nine years later lost elliott,
and people said they saw it coming like you could have expected that shit,
but seriously, who expected THAT?

hold on to hope and don't let it go,
better days are coming but they're moving so slow it's hard to see.
and it wont take long for us to bleed to death, once our heart's broken beyond belief.

no, no, the music never died,
it's clearly fighting for it's life...