Hey Sylvan, what's to say?
It feels so strange
To sing your name this way
I'm a loss for words
Still looking for the one
Still searching on the tip of my tongue
Hey Sylvan, do you recall?
The summer we spent moving bricks
And building cement walls?
Through every nickname
Everyone would call
You laughed along and smiled at them all
On your day, everybody came
You were there in a wooden picture frame
Reminded me of a wedding we went to
Where you cried for the bride and now she's here to cry for you
I guess we all fall in and fall out
Every good story has to end somehow
Here's your standing on, oh on your last bow
You left the stage on fire and we'll never put it out
Never put it out....
Hey Sylvan, where'd you go?
Yeah, I know you were always leaving early
From the parties we would throw
We'd chase you down before you were gone
Now I wish I knew the street that you're on
I would say that you never went away
You're in the ground but you're not living in a grave
I look around and I see what you gave
All the proof of the life you engraved
I guess we all fall in and fall out
Every good story has to end somehow
Here's your standing on, oh on your last bow
You left the stage on fire and we'll never put it out
Never put it out....