Kids in '99

Thinking 'bout those kids
Thinking 'bout those kids back in '99
The gas leaking in the creek
Fire cracker then a spark and in a moment they were

Gone, gone
Gone, gone

House shaking 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
The beads that glistened on your sunburnt skin
Evaporated in the flames and embers

Thinking 'bout those kids
Thinking 'bout those kids back in '99
Wonder who they would have been
If not a spark then a flash, in a moment they were

Gone, gone
Gone, gone
Gone, gone
Gone, gone
Gone, gone
Gone, gone