David Wilcox "On To The Next" |
Someone said it was suicide His empty chair is all we see Not that anyone knew him well But he sat behind me Now they come with the questioning Now they're so sincere Do you remember anything That he said to you here? If you get close against the window You can feel it closer A trace of a breeze that makes it through I remember you said It's almost enough that you could breath it If you had to that's what I remember most of you You can hear a pencil drop And the fluorescent lights Lean forward and keep your answers Out of sight If you're stuck on a tricky one If the question's too complex Don't try too figure it out, they say Just move on to the next Who's to blame for a high-school suicide? Ooh, they claim it's the best years of our lives Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |