Whole town showed up
Gymnasium filled
Floor was wet from all the tears spilled
And the preacher man said
We’re all gathered today
And I’ll never forget what he had to say
It’s always too soon
It’s always too fast
There’ll never come a day
When you don’t want him back
It ain’t about the numbers
Chiseled in concrete
It’s how they live their life in the dash between
In the dash between
He was a steel worker’s son
Homecoming king
He trained day and night for that championship ring
Found him a girl
Made her his queen
And he fought for his country
And he gave it everything
It’s always too soon
It’s always too fast
There’ll never come a day
When you don’t want him back
It ain’t about the numbers
Chiseled in concrete
It’s how they live their life in the dash between
In the dash between the first breath and the last
Marks all the memories of the past
That little black line defines a legacy
It’s always too soon
It’s always too fast
They’re always too young
It’s always so sad
It ain’t about the numbers chiseled in concrete
It’s how they live their life in the dash between
In the dash between
