From the first day we breathe to the day our heart stops, each day we live just another day bought.
While high up above the sky seems so far, when the rain starts to fall it begins cleansing old scars.
The life which you’ve lost won’t rest all alone; their memory lives deep down in your soul.
Remember the tears you cried by their side, remember their smile and the arms you confide.

Remember the past for it’s written in stone, prepare for a future of achieving your goals.
Their strength is not lost for they’ve passed it to you, now stand back up and carry on through.
The rain may fall hard as it touches the ground, but the storm will reside and the sun will be found.
Today is the first day of the rest of your life, but never the last to remember their fight.

If they were here now they would want you to smile, so take a deep breath and fight for each mile.
These words are just words from someone who cares, who knows just how much life is truly unfair.
I’ve loved and I’ve lost and the scars still show through, but I’m a living example that you’ll make it too.