Evan

EVAN

Evan, remember driving in your car, getting high?
In my mind you're still that boy in baggy clothes smiling wide
And every single time that I listen to The Love Below
I can hear you singing all those high notes
I still can't believe you're gone

We were just dumb punk kids
Believing that we'd never die
I wanted to tell you
But I never got to say goodbye

Evan, you could always bring a grin to my face
And to this day there is no one who could ever take your place

And every single time that I watch an old Chappelle's Show episode
I can hear your voice reciting all his jokes
I still can't believe you're gone

it kills me to know that they never bothered to avenge your name
and he goes on still breathing, the trigger man who bears the blame

Evan
Evan
Evan
Evan