God you took the talent and left the talentless
the elment of life took what it made and left the rest
why did the wolfe feel the need to steal?
Such graceful voice, so much left to give
Gone so soon (oh) so soon, to soon,
he still had so much left to say.
Oh he drowned in the river, drowned in the river oh...
his name was drowned in the river, and he went so slow...
6 Days it took to find his raped body
savaged by the soft undercurrent
ravaged by the rapids he sung in.
Now dueting with the father he never had
22 years between the tragedies
father and son both taken too soon.
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