When I was twenty-four, you passed and sank into the floorboards   When I was twenty-six, I found your body hidden and still    Perfect      I called Lou and we dragged you to the back room   And as the soap washed away, your skin peeled and flayed   And it turns out instead of blood, you got love songs traveling through your veins   What I found were all the words you ever sang    Tapped into the bones of your ribcage   And I wept when I heard deep beneath your chest    Beat as one of all the hearts of all the friends you loved best   You're the lovers and the fighters    Underground or on the park   Pass you off into the blue, stop wondering where our hearts had disappeared to      Instead of stopping our hearts, we played music   Because we're rock stars   We come together and we work and we fall apart   I play music because I'm in love with silence and sound   Just like a machine, I picked up my pen and wrote this medicine down