text: He wasnt famous but I sure did love him
  Ive got his picture in a little frame
  He lost his life to a big disease before it even had a name
  But theres so many more and Ive lost count
  The hows and whys arent important now
  All that matters is they came around
  And brightened up our lives
  She was twenty one with her life ahead
  You dont need to know her name
  She breathed her last on the cold stone floor of a Hollywood arcade
  But fates right hand isnt always just
  Puts a lot of pressure on your faith and trust
  She was just a little girl isnt that enough
  To rage against the day
  And how did we get so lucky?
  Targets on the rifle range
  Who makes the call and who gets to choose?
  Who gets to win and who gets to lose?
  Its like a rolling dice in the belly of the blues
  And blues never fade away
  Hey hey the colors run when the rain falls
  But blues never fade away
  He shone so bright with a lust for life
  Like the sun king that he was
  His passions hung upon his walls and were printed onto cloth
  And for reasons i never understood
  About the choices made between the bad and good
  Ive tried to figure out but
  The pain never goes away
  And theres marble markers and little white crosses
  Along the beaten path
  And Ive spread their ashes on the wind
  And I miss John Lennons laugh