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