Last December - Letters From The Fire

Still bent back as the flame hits the handle

Step by step you burn out like a candle

You set your world on fire and breathe in

You chose to forsake

The blood that runs through your veins

You took what we gave

And buried it in your grave

Fly

High

Last December

I remember

You were just a kid

When you took that hit

For the first time

I remember

A gifted mind so full of potential

Traded all for a pipe and a needle

You chose to forsake

The blood that runs through your veins

You took what we gave

And buried it in your shame

Fly

High

Last December

I remember

You were just a kid

When you took that hit

For the first time

I remember

'Round we go, the world is spinning

When it stops, it’s just beginning

Sun comes up, we laugh, we cry

Sun goes down, and then we die

(Set your world on fire)

Fly

High

Last December

I remember

You were just a kid

When you took that hit

For the first time

I remember

Fly

High

Last December

I remember

You were just a kid

When you took that hit

To fly

I remember