The Day I Lived The Day I DiedTHE DAY I LIVED, THE DAY I DIEDThe day I lived,The day of birth,The day I came unto the earth.When life was good.When life was right.When two brothers would never fight.But as the monthsTurned into yearsAnd as the brothers hid in fear,The fear that the otherIntends to strike.Aiming at what the others like.And when time's up,When it's too late,Swiftly then fear turns to hate.The simple fightTurns into war,And as I lie upon the floor,I get a chanceTo ponder here.A chance to think "What do we fear?""We are brothers.Why do we fight?Did you all forget what's right?"But suddenlyMy sight went black