Christ I feel like hell today
Dark angel took my friend away
By a cold hand through the furthest door
Can’t believe I won’t see her no more
I look for justice I look for peace
Some cold comfort for my troubled mind And why certain things have to be Sometimes life seems so unkind
But the living have to take care of the living
No matter how broken we feel
Life goes on though our friends are gone We’re all turning on that spinning wheel We’re all burning on that spinning wheel
She left a daughter and a thousand friends
Whose hearts need to find a way to mend She’s somewhere out there around the bend
Where each beginning can find its end
Can someone tell me why it is that the best of the best die young
I look for order in a crazy world
Look through the rain for my Swedish girl
My chest is pounding my mind’s at war
Don’t understand a blessed thing no more
Can someone tell me why it is that the best of the best die young
When that song is sung and the race is run And the final chapter has a fucked up end And folks are left standing face to face
With their hearts kicked in and in an empty place
But the living have to take care of the living
No one is made out of steel
Those that remain have a lesson to gain We’re all turning on that spinning wheel We’re all burning on that spinning wheel
