But compared to the two people we lost over the weekend it hurts in the very least
One I worked with one to improve our work place
But I worked with both to make the world a better place
I'm hurting inside, but its funny cause its not the missing tooth
Its cause I may not have know them but dieing is just a solid truth
One weekend night on a motorcycle bike
Can start off just fine, but somehow end in a white light
I hate the fates that give up horrible results and others are just fine
It seems like the difference between happy and horrible is just a thin line
But before I understood death all I did was laugh
Now I tilt my head up cause I respect the dead for they can see the path
The present and future is in our hands
But the dead are the ones who built up this land
So I will raise my head once again, in the honor of two men who made death hard to swallow
For they finally rode like there was no tomorrow
May they rest in peace
):<Please use my hands so that yours may never feel this pain> sad
