Lyrics

He was the light of our lives Very popular in school Handled things with grace and humor He had a wisdom that was intimidating He had the looks of a model and the personality of a Saturday Night Live character Early that morning he left the party and drove his 1996 Plymouth to a wooded area Then he took a 12-gauge shotgun Placed the barrel under his chin and squeesed the trigger He wondered if he killed himself Who would care Then he broke down in tears He walked into a pawnshop nearby his home Purchased the instrument of his death "He hated guns" one clue to a darker state of mind Beneath a shining grace, a secret anguish