Music was our language
Voices shared with millions
A group of people that make life easier
A second family
All contained in one room
This was something
This still is something
A bunch of oddballs and outcast
Joining together with music
It was loud
It was out there
It was tie-dye shirts
This was something
This is still something
It was going out of the booth
Adventuring the real world
Playing games
Partaking in hippie adventures
Picking up food for late shows
This was something
This is still something
As time moved on we drifted apert
The death of one bringing us together again
Music playing on
Moving forward
Memories being shared
This was something 
This is still something....
All of us were there
The music played
We were all there, all us oddballs
We said our goodbyes
We wish you were here
This was something 
This is still something












