Lyrics: Thrown Into Chaos. We Are A Dying Breed. May Of 98'.

I can barely remember, the last time I saw you
Little did I know, that was your death bed
I wish I would have, spent more time with you and not caused you so much pain and torment
Eight years later and I still think of you
Eight years later, and I still think of you
Your words to me, they held a lasting impression
Knowing you're in a better place with your everlasting family, knowing you are happy and I will see you... again one day!

(Thanks to jake for these lyrics)