The Savage Day
The day started out just like any other
I was laughing and playing with my brother
I was called inside the house for a moment
Not knowing what to expect, but torment
My friend Joel was on the phone and cried
He said unto me my girlfriend has died
My biligerent father in a drunken daze
Wouldn't let me see her deathly ways
I wanted to go see her be buried in earth
To let her know she will always be first
The first to kiss and hold my hand
The first to love my boyish band
A band of friends I admire today still
Us together on top of these hills
If I could go back I would kiss her lightly
caress her neck and shoulders ever slightly
For I will remember this Savage Day
When I lost my Genevieve in a horrible way
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