Well Brian was a good little boy
Always doing as his mother says
His dad was never around
Just his brother and his mother
Mamma always told him right from wrong
Untill one day she thought he was old enough
As soon as he turned 18 the guidance was lost and so was Brian
He doesn't know how to live in the digital age
Culture is how he doesn't want it
He agrees the human existance is failing
And that religion is for conformity
our planet is too fragile for our way of living
We must change or die
The thoughts that pass through his head are undeniable
his dreams chose his soulmate he tried so hard to get
The break-up was unforgetable, They stayed together forever
One random day he picked up a guitar and discovered he could play
From then on he devoted his life to music
Years of music has passed through his ears
Music always came first
he learned a few songs, then wrote his own
Started a band and hit the road
Gained respect along the way, with her by his side
Bought a house in the keys, and one in the Hills
Started a family and died from pills
He was just a rocker with a dream
Did what he had to do to succeed
But just got lost along the way