Michael was funny,
he was charming and wild
In my high school days, he was the king of the street
Rode his Harley down Blossom Hill Road,
and his life was over in a heartbeat

Not me,
I think I'm gonna stick around
I've just got to find out how this movie ends
And as I stumble through the mystery of this life,
I'm gonna keep on trying to find a friend

Danny was an actor,
he was quick and he was good,
but his eyes betrayed a sadness that troubled me
One night, they found his empty car down on the beach,
he'd just taken off his clothes, and walked into the sea

Not me,
I think I'm gonna stick around
I've just got to find out how this movie ends
And as I stumble through the mystery of this life,
I'm gonna keep on trying to find a friend

Lost and drifting on the river of longing,
bowed and bloody from the weight of the sky,
longing to call out for someone's forgiveness,
but we're not sure who or why
Maybe we're frightened like children in the darkness,
chasing shadows in the strangest dreams
Sometimes living feels harder than dying
Sometimes it feels like we're trapped in between
In between

Mickey was so beautiful,
and gentle and kind
The last time I saw her, I almost cried
She'd married a sailor, who liked to use his fists
She could bandage all the cuts, but she was dead inside

Not me,
I think I'm gonna stick around
I've just got to find out how this movie ends
And as I stumble through the mystery of this life,
I'm gonna keep on trying to find a friend