The meaning of life is the creation of Truth, or so a friend once told me. There's not anyway you're going to get any proof, living life is faith based only. It's all the same a different day, but you've checked out, you've gone away. You'ld like to believe it's just like Heaven, when Heaven knows you're just living in a Dream. Now Max is gone, but I wrote him this song in hopes that you would understand me. The pain goes away, but I think of him everyday, and he's only one of plenty. I've lost so many brilliant friends, but all things good and bad both must come to an end. I like to think their up there smiling, and somehow their still living in a Dream. I'm doing fine; I've gotten what's mine, but I worry for those around me. You can't save everyone, and that's not very fun, but you can Live the way Life should be. There's beauty and kindness everywhere; the World will beat you down, but you've still got ...