Kids in '99
Bejamin Gibbard
Been thinking 'bout those kids
Been thinking 'bout those kids back in '99
The gas leaking in the creek
A fire cracker then a spark
In a moment they were
Gone, gone
Gone, gone
House shaken by the blast
Black smoke billowing off the landscape
Sirens crying through the streets
Choppers hovering like vultures above a meal
Gone, gone
Gone, gone
Gone, gone
Gone, gone
In the waters where we used to swim
Where we thought we would be young forever
But beads that glisten on your sunburnt skin
Evaporated in the flames and embers
Been thinking 'bout those kids
Been thinking 'bout those kids back in '99
Wonder who they were then
Not a spark then a flash
In a moment they were
Gone, gone
Gone, gone
Gone, gone
Gone, gone
Gone, gone
Gone, gone