Everywhere


when my good friends die

it makes the world alot brighter

because now they’re everywhere...

now they’re everywhere


a pile of hopes lie at the base of the mountain

it’s not that they couldn’t climb up...

it’s just that they couldn’t hold on


a pile of hopes lie at the base of my heart now

it’s not that i couldn’t love...

it’s just that i can’t let go


when my good friends die

it makes the world alot brighter

because now they’re everywhere...

now they’re everywhere


skeletons are smiling... skin is sad



Words by Constance Rigney and David Delmar. ©2003 Seahorse Sounds.



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