A Song for Tommy

Tommy was a dreamer, always reaching for the sky, Met a man named Shortkut, with a glimmer in his eye. Shortkut had a potion, said it’d make dreams come true, But little did Tommy know, it’d be his final brew. Oh, Tommy, why’d you trust that potion? From a man with a name like Shortkut, Now you’re gone, lost in the ocean, Of dreams that never came to be, oh Tommy, rest in peace. Tommy took a sip, felt the world start to spin, Thought he’d found the magic, a new life to begin. But shadows started creeping, darkness closed in tight, Tommy’s dreams were fading, swallowed by the night. Oh, Tommy, why’d you trust that potion? From a man with a name like Shortkut, Now you’re gone, lost in the ocean, Of dreams that never came to be, oh Tommy, rest in peace. Shortkut vanished in the night, leaving nothing but a trace, Tommy’s dreams now linger, in a cold and empty space. A lesson learned too late, in the shadows of regret, Tommy’s story echoes, a song we won’t forget. Oh, Tommy, why’d you trust that potion? From a man with a name like Shortkut, Now you’re gone, lost in the ocean, Of dreams that never came to be, oh Tommy, rest in peace. Tommy’s tale is over, but his memory remains, A warning to the dreamers, of shortcuts and their pains. So raise a glass to Tommy, and the dreams he couldn’t see, May we all find our way, and let our spirits be free.