He was a brother, a teacher
Speaking his mind
He was a seeker, believer
Sharing his time
He was a friend to us
He was a legend, a question
A soul inspired
Showing affection, compassion
With hope and sorrow
Dying a friend to us
A friend to us
Reaching out to touch
Pouring out his blood
Though he was shot down at the end
Lennon's songs still speak
Reaching out to touch
He was pouring out his blood
Though he was shot down at the end
Lennon's songs still speak
Hold on to a vision
Hold on, though you're tired
You've got to hold out while you're living
It's too late when you die