The Death Of A Closest Friend
by Stan Good and A. Karpinski
© 2005 Stan Good and A. Karpinski, BMI, all rights reserved
Verse 1:
I read the news and I just closed my eyes
It hit me so hard that I wanted to cry
I know we all grow old but he wasn't . . . so why?
I ask over and over again
Chorus:
He was young
He lived strong
And wrapped the world up in his songs
He was young
He was fun
Now I can't believe he's gone
Chasing all his dreams right up to the very end
The death of a closest friend
Verse 2:
I can't concentrate, a lump's in my throat
Stuck in my mind are all those songs he wrote
That road weary folk guitar, those crazy quips he'd quote
Yeah, I sure remember when
Repeat chorus
Bridge:
I don't think closure is coming real soon
'Cause I still see his face with every tune I hear
Verse 3:
So I speak his name and raise up my glass
“Here's to this life we live, may we all live it fast
So they say we lived it full the day we pass
Like our dear departed friend”
Repeat chorus
Last chorus:
He was young
He lived strong
And wrapped the world up in his songs
He was young
He was fun
And his legacy's just begun
Chasing all his dreams right up to the very end
The death of a closest friend
Forever in my heart, my closest friend