Alexzya Passion
Revolution
A polished rock is placed at
The front of the school
The kids look on
As they lay it down to Rest in Peace
Dancing to a band
Never wanted to go
Saying he wanted to stay
Was all he wanted to do, ya know.
A foggy night
A heartless motion
Ended years
Of sacred devotion
He was just an innocent boy
A heart that burned pure just hours ago
Burns now of Death
A car speeds out into the night
He sits behind the wheel, humming
A pick-up truck out of nowhere
Never saw him coming
A foggy night
A heartless motion
Ended years
Of sacred devotion
He was just an innocent boy
A heart that burned pure just hours ago
Burns now of Death
His mother and father
Rush to his side
As he is carried away
He’s going on a chopper ride
A foggy night
A heartless motion
Ended years
Of sacred devotion
He was just an innocent boy
A heart that burned pure just hours ago,
Burns now of Death
Two days later,
We get word
That the innocent boy passed
Without being heard
A foggy night
A heartless motion
Ended years
Of sacred devotion
He was just an innocent boy
A heart that burned pure just hours ago
Burns now of Death
Students cling to each other
Not wanting to believe the truth
How could someone like him,
Die in his youth?
A foggy night
A heartless motion
Ended years
Of sacred devotion
He was just an innocent boy
A heart that burned pure, just hours ago
Burns now with Death
A polished rock is placed at
The front of the school
The kids look on
As they lay it down to Rest in Peace
Rest In Peace Justin Chrisman
July 8, 1986-Feburary 6, 2005

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