Evan

EVAN Evan, remember driving in your car, getting high? In my mind you're still that boy in baggy clothes smiling wide And every single time that I listen to The Love Below I can hear you singing all those high notes I still can't believe you're gone We were just dumb punk kids Believing that we'd never die I wanted to tell you But I never got to say goodbye Evan, you could always bring a grin to my face And to this day there is no one who could ever take your place And every single time that I watch an old Chappelle's Show episode I can hear your voice reciting all his jokes I still can't believe you're gone it kills me to know that they never bothered to avenge your name and he goes on still breathing, the trigger man who bears the blame Evan Evan Evan Evan