It\'s on the news,
It\'s On the computer,
It\'s in conversations,
Its in my head,
I cant escape it-
It\'s everywhere.
8:30 This morning,
you crossed a street,
who knows where you were going,
who knew the fate,
who knew the end?
8:30 This Morning,
the light was red-
the cross walk said go,
you took that step out onto,
that once empty road.
8:30 this morning,
a car going 50 Miles per hour-
you look over your shoulder-
A car not slowing down,
you stop in pure shock,
the car runs you over,
you fly in the air,
what went through your head-
what were your last words?
8:30 This morning,
the car didnt stop,
now a boy is dying
i wonder what he thought?
does he care,
That soon you might not be there?
8:30 this morning,
I slept soundly in my bed,
while my friend was crying,
because he might be dead.
8:30 this morning-
could be the saddest of them all,
because the one who stood so tall,
has now taken the fall.
8:30 this morning,
i didnt miss you yet,
but now the things that were never
said,
are now the things i regret.
Tomorrow i will wake up,
at 8:30 on the nose,
And think of my beloved friend,
The one We all Call \"Joe\"
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This was written for my friend joe who got hit by a car on July 20th 2005...he may not live through this...but all we can do is pray. So the only message i can send to you. Is watch where you drive...i mean even if you need to get some where quick...dont speed...you being late isnt worth someone dying...
