The original post was made by heavenbesideyou then fairydust;

51552 at 05,Apr,14 02:09

In honour of Layne Staley. 
August 22, 1967 – April 5, 2002 

It's alright 
There comes a time 
Got no patience 
To search for peace of mind 

Laying' low 
Want to take it slow 
No more hiding 
Or disguising truths I've sold 

Everyday 
Something hits me all so cold 
Find me sittin' by myself 
No excuses that I know 

It's okay 
Had a bad day 
Hands are bruised from 
Breaking rocks all day 

Drained and blue 
I bleed for you 
You think it's funny 
Well you're drowning in it too 

Everyday 
Something hits me all so cold 
Find me sittin' by myself 
No excuses that I know 

Yeah, it's fine 
We'll walk down the line 
Leave our rain 
A cold trade for warm sunshine 

You're my friend 
I will defend 
And if we change 
Well I love you anyway 

Everyday 
Something hits me all so cold 
Find me sittin' by myself 
No excuses that I know