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#86 The Death Of An Innocent
I went to a party, mom
I remembered what you said
you told me not to drink, mom
so I drank soda instead.
I felt really proud inside, mom
the way you said I would
I didn't drink and drive, mom
even though the others said I should
I know I did the right thing, mom
I know your always right.
now the party is finally ending, mom
as everyone drives out of sight.
as I got into my car, mom
I knew I'd get home in one piece,
because of the way you raised me, mom
so responsible and sweet.
I started to drive away, mom
but as I pulled onto the road,
the other car didn't see me, mom
and it hit me like a load.
as I lie here on the pavement, mom
I her the policeman say,
the other guy is drunk,
mom, and now I'm the one who'll pay.
I'm lying here dying, mom
I wish you'd get here soon.
how come this happened to me, mom?
my life bursts like a balloon.
there is blood all around me,
mom, most of it is mine
I hear the paramedic say, mom
I'll die in a very short time.
I just wanted to tell you, mom
I swear I didn't drink.
it was the others, mom,
the others didn't think
he didn't know where he was going, mom
he was probably at the same party as I
the only difference is, mom,
he drank, and I will die.
why do people drink, mom?
I don't think that is fair;
I'm lying here dying, mom
while all he can do is stare.
tell my brother not to cry, mom
tell daddy to be brave,
and when I go to heaven, mom
write Daddy's Girl on my grave.
someone should have told him, mom
not to drink and drive.
if only they would have taken time, mom
I would still be alive.
my breath is getting shorter, mom
I'm becoming very scared.
please don't cry for me, mom
because when I needed you,
you were always there.
I have one last question, mom
before I say good-bye,
I didn't ever drink, mom
so why am I to die?
that is the end, mom
I wish I could look you in the eye,
to say these words, mom
I love you and good-bye.
"And nothing can we call our own but death
And that small model of the barren earth
Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground
And tell sad stories of the death of kings." W. Shakespeare
"And what the dead had no speech for, when living,
They can tell you, being dead: the communication
Of the dead is tongued with fire beyond the language of the living." T.S.
Eliot
"While man is growing, life is in decrease;
And cradles rock us nearer to the tomb.
Our birth is nothing but our death begun." Edward Young
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"Men are never really willing to die except for the sake of freedom:
therefore they do not believe in dying completely." Albert Camus
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