In a photo from so long ago Laughing with head back and eyes almost closed He's always almost twenty two Forever I'll start the car They'll put flowers on the grave, over and over And after a while quietly we'll drive away It's the same thing day after day Only the names and the faces will change The meaning gets so far away But I'll start the car They'll put flowers on the grave, over and over And after a while quietly we'll drive away And I should say something profound Something out loud, something to help but I can't say Nothing comes to me now Nothing comes to me now