Lighten Up While You Still Can, Don't

So I Had A Couple Of Years Of Playing Trumpet. I Really Enjoyed It, But It Was Not The Kind Of Instrument You Could Whip Out At A Party. Let's Face It.

I Wrote The Song For A Dancer For A Friend Of Mine Who Died In A Fire. He Was In The Sauna In A House That Burned Down, So He Had No Idea Anything Was Going On. It Was Very Sad.

I Grew Up Reading Shakespeare And Mark Twain.

I Don't Know What Happens When People Die Can't Seem To Grasp It As Hard As I Try It's Like A Song I Can Hear Playing Right In My Ear That I Can't Sing I Can't Help Listening

The High Ideals And Promises You Once Dressed The Future In Are Dancing In The Embers With The Wind.