Ten years ago,I got a call that nearly killed me
repeat yourself my hands are shaking
when i was told, my friend was gone
I felt so guilty a thousand questions left unanswerd
IŽll bleed if you want me to
IŽll serenade before I do
IŽll bleed if you want me to
On and on although youŽre gone
candles burn without a flame on
our final call to you I know youŽre listening
how could you leave us that way
where did you go, ten years today
Ten years ago, I stood beside the wood that help you
I must sit down my legs are shaking
we let you go, with gifts of plectrums for your journey
and melodies to help you on your way
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