Story Behind the Song
This song was written for my cousin who died tragically in a car accident. He was only 19 leaving behind many family members and friends. I wanted this to be an upbeat song about dying young. That they are not gone, they are still alive in all of us.
Lyrics
Before it blooms, a flower dies. Who knows what beauty's left inside. Still so small, but on the outside we see the marks, the scars of life.
And the young die free, but they will always be. The sparkle in your eyes, the giggle in your laugh, they're the innocence of our lives past and in our hearts they will always last.
So take them away, where they sit, warm in the sun. Take them away, where they belong, where they belong.
A shooting star still brightly shines even though not given much time. They may be gone, but they're still alive in the glow that lives in side.
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