>plot: Chad writes this song about his best friend who died in the Richland High shooting of 1995.
"Man, I don't know. Why are we even in Tennessee?" Ryan asks me as we get to Grace's grave.
"Because I have to sing this song to her, Ryan. I promised her I'd always be there, but she moved before I could tell her about the band. She got shot at Richland High shooting last year." I say and he sighs, placing a hand on my shoulder.
"We gonna play this song or what, man? You know graveyards creep me out." He says and I chuckle.
< Father, tell me somethin'
Where do bad men go when they die?
And mother says you'll go there but
Wings for her and I and I don't mind
Cause I have always wanted to learn to...
Fly...learn to
Fly...learn to
Fly...learn to
Fly...
Brother, tell me somethin'
If I take this, am I going to die?
And he says no, so then I figure what the hell
I'll try cause it's my life
So light the match and you and I will...
Fly...learn to
Fly...learn to
Fly...learn to
Fly...
'Cause I'm on my hands and knees I've crawled eternity to beg forgiveness
And someday I'll be there I swear to you, God, as my witness
For all the trusts I've broke and, let justice know, it's just that easy
'Cause I'm a liar, I conspired, I'm a liar...
And father tell your son
It's not your gun and bloody hands
Don't hide behind locked doors
In dresser drawers those bullets wait to fly...
Fly...wait to
Fly...wait to
Fly... wait to
Fly...'Cause I'm on my hands and knees
I've crawled eternity to beg forgiveness
And someday I'll be there I swear to you
God, as my witness
For all the trusts I've broke and
Let justice know, it's just that easy
'Cause I'm a liar, I conspired, I'm a liar...>
