OKlover_101

Bro I just finished 'The galaxy is endless' again, while listening to 'fourth of July' and I want to cry-
          	
          	
          	"The evil it spread like a 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?
          	We're all gonna die
          	Sitting at the bed with the halo at your head
          	Was it all a disguise, like Junior High
          	Where everything was fiction, future, and prediction
          	Now, where am I?
          	My fading supply
          	Did you get enough love, my little dove
          	Why do you cry?
          	And I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best
          	Though 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 all right, 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?
          	We're all gonna die
          	We're all gonna die
          	We're all gonna die
          	We're all gonna die
          	We're all gonna die
          	We're all gonna die
          	We're all gonna die
          	We're all gonna die"
          	
          	
          	Yes in my free time I cry about songs. 
          	
          	

OKlover_101

Bro I just finished 'The galaxy is endless' again, while listening to 'fourth of July' and I want to cry-
          
          
          "The evil it spread like a 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?
          We're all gonna die
          Sitting at the bed with the halo at your head
          Was it all a disguise, like Junior High
          Where everything was fiction, future, and prediction
          Now, where am I?
          My fading supply
          Did you get enough love, my little dove
          Why do you cry?
          And I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best
          Though 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 all right, 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?
          We're all gonna die
          We're all gonna die
          We're all gonna die
          We're all gonna die
          We're all gonna die
          We're all gonna die
          We're all gonna die
          We're all gonna die"
          
          
          Yes in my free time I cry about songs.