Midnight Memories

Looking up in the midnight sky.
I see the moon held ever high.

When I see it I still think of you.
And all it seems that we've been through.

We used to go through town withought a care.
Letting the wind blow through our hair.

It was the snare of drugs that pulled you down.
Now your bones, cracked and bloody, are in the ground.

Not your brother, not your name.
It's only you who is to blame.

You let drugs destroy who you are.
Now your just another forgotten star.