Fought your way out of death so many times before You convinced us that you'd become invincible But now We're left kissing your crown In a hospital Wondering if Heaven's at your fingertips Did you touch Heaven with your fingertips? Did some innocence return to you? Teenage tags by friends who are long gone Blanket the East bay Sometimes our scribbled names will survive Long after our bones decay Though the grays start to sprout around my face You'll remain young in my brain Sweet and wild and childlike and brave Too giant for a grave I wonder if heaven's at your fingertips Did you touch Heaven with your fingertips? If you touched Heaven with your fingertips Did some innocence return to you?