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I said, "Then get your ass on stage now and you can sing along" That's the very first I ever wrote all by myself It's angels and recovery and friends and hope and health By the we finished singing he was pissed off, he was scared He said, "I lost my home, my lover, my insurance and my And now I'm to lose you too, my new friend" I looked those big blue eyes and said we'll meet again Yeah, I looked into his sad blue eyes and we'll meet again Then I got the phone from Alyssa and she told me he was dying By the time I got to his bedside we both already flying We held hands and we sang songs, tried to be strong floated I cursed the skin that he was in for all the ways it had let him down Yeah, I the skin that he was in for all the ways it had let him down But at the same I was taking my own body for granted First I lost of my feet then they became un-planted And I never felt so stupid or so or so sad, yeah My body had been to me and I treated it so bad, yeah My body had been good to me and I it so bad Then he said, "Mama, I don't my friends to watch me die" So I kissed his cheek, made him a shirt and then I goodbye And they cremated him in the shirt I drew Of the two of us said they're flying over you too Now the silver ponies have my homie in their crew So I tightened up my and knew what I had to do I started walking again, I started walking again, I my friends I started walking again, I started again, I miss my friends Walk thunder (Walk thunder) Walk like (Walk thunder) like thunder (Walk thunder) Walk like (Walk thunder) like thunder (Walk thunder) Walk thunder (Walk thunder) Walk thunder (Walk thunder) Walk thunder (Walk thunder) like thunder Walk thunder Walk thunder Walk thunder Even creeps as a habit, To systematically clinging in the cold Know the measure of a pack, it's not a of the whole The individuals bottleneck into the fold On a March Sabbath, news from the ministry of make-believe reach a tarmac in Minneapolis, middle see Yesterday the cells inside his were growing baby teeth a raven radiated vacancy Wait, two years ago a friend of Called me to all enemy-kind I'm at the hospital at twenty-four and no one knew the I'll take it everybody knows the Antibodies hatching in a hellaback no room to maneuver Like disappearing into the masticated fuchsia I you how you feeling, you told me like a robot I gave you a Nintendo, you gave yourself a You let us you down beneath the leaning tower of flow charts To be around your beats without a beeping of Bogart And speak about whatever speak about When nobody's acknowledging the obvious disease the crowbar In deep plane slope, comatose of From of hearts to carrying for jackals And never got to us all his own swan song right Coincidentally the rebel in me walk like like thunder