Story Behind The Song

Just tired of people blaming guns, alcohol, and everything under the sun for the tragedies when it us, the people that do these things. Objects can't do it by themselves, it is our use or better yet the abuse.

Song Description

A life tragedy about a family and person making bad choices, and the consequence of that choice and the one left to deal with the pain. No one is left, even the one whose decision not to listen to his friends which caused this. Message is about choices we make, removes the excuses that it is the item that deserves the blame; it is how we use or abuse them.

Lyrics

This ones for the day that we met,
This ones for the touch, I know I'll never forget,
And this ones for the night, when you finally said yes,
Your so damn hard to forget,
This ones for that long December night,
Just how hard your struggled, to bring our little boy to life,
And through the pain, you never once complained,
You never lost that smile,
Your both so hard to forget,

(Chorus)
Lord I'm countin tears as they fall,
It's the only way that I can get though the nights at all,
and empty room, memories, and alcohol,
Well spend another night together,
Countin teardrops as they fall,

This ones for the night I got the call,
Realizing my babies won't be coming home at all,
Takin away by a man too proud to let his buddies drive him home,
Now their all gone,

(Repeat Chorus)

(Tag)
An empty room, memories and alcohol,
Well spend another night together,
Countin teardrops as they fall