You don’t understand so let me be fair
I was drivin’ in my car and suddenly a child was standin’ here
It was dark on that street but I can still see his face
And if I could right now I’d surely take his place

So don’t tell me it’s alright, don’t tell me it’s gonna be fine
A child is gone away but he lives on inside my mind

Serious wreckage makin’ my head swoon
Serious wreckage brown bag on the midnight moon
Serious wreckage wet wet bloody wet
One drink to remember one more to forget that serious wreckage

He could have changed the world but look what he got
He could have been everything everything that I am not
So I take flowers to the funeral but I’ve forgotten how to grieve
And I struggle every night with what to believe
Do you see? Can you see his face?

And the walking wounded carry their
innocent son with a heavy heart
they burry their anger so I
can stay sober one more day
And the walking wounded carry their
innocent son with a heavy heart
The walking wounded celebrate his sojourn of colors
If I take chance and walk with them –

I can stay sober one more day
So don’t tell me it’s alright, don’t tell me it’s gonna be fine
A child has left this world but he lives inside my mind