southtowne lanes | eulogy
As the music drifted out over our heads,
you ran out in the field,
laid next to the fuse.
From the scoreboard I watched a flame light up your face,
then I saw as that car circled back towards the field.
And I felt my stomach tense,
but the grin on my face was watching our next move.
So I watched a spotlight up your body;
and as you ran for your life,
and the fireworks lit up everything,
we were immortal.