He wasn't famous
but I sure did love him
I've got his picture
in a little frame
He lost his life to a big disease
before it even had a name
But there's so many more
and I've lost count
The hows and whys aren't
important now
All that matters is
they came around
And brightened up our lives
She was twenty one
with her life ahead
You don't need to know her name
She breathed her last
on the cold stone floor
of a Hollywood arcade
But fate's right hand
isn't always just
Puts a lot of pressure
on your faith and trust
She was just a little girl
ain't that enough
To rage against the day
And how did we get so lucky
Targets on the rifle range
Who makes the call
and who gets to choose
Who gets to win and
who gets to lose
It's like a rolling dice
in the belly of the blues
And blues never fade away
Hey hey hey the colors run
when the rain falls
But blues never fade away
He shone so bright
with a lust for life
Like the Sun King that he was
His passions hung upon
his walls and were
printed onto cloth
And for reasons
I never understood
About the choices made between
the bad and good
I've tried to figure out but
The pain never goes away
And how did we get so lucky
Targets on the rifle range
Who makes the call
and who gets to choose
Who gets to win and
who gets to lose
It's like a rolling dice
in the belly of the blues
And blues never fade away
Hey hey hey the colors run
when the rain falls
But blues never fade away
And there's marble markers
and little white crosses
Along the beaten path
And I've spread
their ashes on the wind
And I miss John Lennon's laugh
And how did we get so lucky
Targets on the rifle range
Who makes the call
and who gets to choose
Who gets to win and
who gets to lose
how did we get so lucky
Targets on the rifle range
Who makes the call
and who gets to choose
Who gets to win and
who gets to lose
It's like a rolling dice
in the belly of the blues
And blues never fade away
Hey hey hey colors run
when the rain falls
But blues never fade away