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Şarkı Sözleri I curse the day, I ever met the boy, Only the good die young, they say. The details of his death are vague unbelievable it seems, as if his passing was only a dream. Catastrophe, calamity, what will we tell his mother now? Cataclysmic, a tragic mishap, I just heard that their band is breaking up. I hear his trumpet, his voice rings in my ears, it sometimes seems he's standing very near. I don't believe in ghosts, I've never seen one, but isn't the trumpet playing haunting on this album? A day that lives in infamy, in horror we behold, his passing, his memory, but the truth must be to