Well Brian was a good little boy Always doing as his mother says His dad was never around Just his brother and his mother Mamma always told him right from wrong Untill one day she thought he was old enough As soon as he turned 18 the guidance was lost and so was Brian He doesn't know how to live in the digital age Culture is how he doesn't want it He agrees the human existance is failing And that religion is for conformity our planet is too fragile for our way of living We must change or die The thoughts that pass through his head are undeniable his dreams chose his soulmate he tried so hard to get The break-up was unforgetable, They stayed together forever One random day he picked up a guitar and discovered he could play From then on he devoted his life to music Years of music has passed through his ears Music always came first he learned a few songs, then wrote his own Started a band and hit the road Gained respect along the way, with her by his side Bought a house in the keys, and one in the Hills Started a family and died from pills He was just a rocker with a dream Did what he had to do to succeed But just got lost along the way