Twenty-Three (feat. Amie Miriello & James Bourne)

Twenty-Three - MC Lars/Amie Miriello

Written by：James Bourne/MC Lars

I don't sleep 'cause sleep is the cousin of death

Down the hall there's a kid that I know

He's kind of quirky so I say hello

He's so sarcastic but he's always right

Working on those problem sets late into the night

Mad magazines sit piled by his bed

A million brilliant thoughts going all through his head

We bike to class in the autumn rain

He tells me that he's fine but I know he's in pain

Pat I miss you dude it's so hard to say goodbye

In europe last winter you were tired of the lie

Monoxide in the bathroom but the door was locked

We were always there for you you could have called and talked

I felt guilty and alone and so sick when I discovered

You did it in berlin you'd just talked to your mother

I guess it was too much depression disillusion

Maybe suicide's an answer but it wasn't the solution

And I wish that you hadn't done it

Could have won it and moved on from it

And we could have grown old together

But instead you'll always be twenty three twenty three

We sat together one night on el camino

On the bench by the bus stop hiding from el nino

You told me your secret I just sat there in shock

You couldn't tell your parents you couldn't break that lock

Cognitive dissonance trapped in your shell

Depression and regression made your life a living hell

The pain was too intense the fence too strong to break

So you went to germany it was too much to take

You came back broken hearted distracted by the dream

The worlds collided now college wasn't what it seemed

You went to back to berlin to find yourself once more

They broke down the door and found you lying on the floor

I took the amtrak up the coast your mom met me at the station

I went to see your house and photos of your graduation

We drove to your grave no tombstone where you lay

Your freshmen yearbook's by your bed and your room's in disarray

And I wish that you hadn't done it

Could have won it and moved on from it

And we could have grown old together

But instead you'll always be twenty three

Ladies and gentlemen

I want you to meet a good friend of mine

This is patrick wood

What's up lars

What's up pat

How you doing man

Good

What do you think of me having my recording equipment

Take up three quarters of our small room in the kimball dorm

It's no problem man I love you

I love you too pat

Thanks lars

Pat wood hey that's you

And I wish that you hadn't done it

Could have won it and moved on from it

Now we'll never grow old together

But you're in my memory

And I wish that you hadn't done it

Could have won it and moved on from it

Now we'll never grow old together

But you're in my memory twenty three