Celebrate

On a plane I met a friend of my parents' He smiled up the aisle from me "It seems all your friends are gettin' married Must be a nice thing to see" "I'm at this age where my friends are all dying" He said with a smile on his face He laughed just to stop himself from crying Seems like a new one each day When we all escape our littered haze We will celebrate the June Step into the rain, uncovered face Feel the eyes green, brown, and blue I went to a bar last Thursday To recognize the life of a friend I happened on a story I ain't heard yet About a job that he had as a kid Used to jump out of planes into fires Must have been a fearful thing Raised glass after glass to is memory Oh I never had a heavier drink When we all escape our littered haze We will celebrate the June Step into the rain, uncovered face Feel the eyes green, brown, and blue