JMR - A Loss For Words

By the time that your read this

I’ll be touching down halfway across the world

The open road is aching for my return

My resignation, my resurrection

So many things I cannot miss

I hope my friends will remember me as this

Burn, burn (burn, burn)

Like roman candles in June

Burn, burn (burn, burn)

The brightest flame burned out too soon

By the time that you read this I’ll be crossing a distant galaxy

Falling to Earth;

a sad astronaut in the web of gravity

No reservations, just revelations

So many things I cannot miss

I hope my friends will remember me as this

Burn, burn (burn, burn)

Like roman candles in June

Burn, burn (burn, burn)

The brightest flame burned out too soon

I smuggle all of my friends in my pockets everywhere I go

They are the wind at my back

This is where I belong

Burn, burn

To all those nights that we shared

Burn, burn

We’ll raise our drinks in the air

Burn, burn

To a life that just ended too soon

This is where you belong