We were born in the same small town.   We were born just a year apart.   He passed away on the weekend;   something stopped his heart.      And the cool, cool lightness had been shed.   And soon, the darkness in his head...      And the cool, cool lightness had been spent.   And soon, the darkness in his head...      Oh, imagine someone you love. Now, imagine them gone.      We were born in the same small town.   Hadn't spoken to him for years.   He passed away on the weekend   with a ringing in his ears.      And the cool, cool lightness had been spent.   And soon, the darkness in his head...      Oh, imagine someone you love. Now, imagine them gone.