Midday at the corner of
my own space
crumbling
with mouth streaming sweat
of years gone by
the tears fell soft
and smiles glossed
we were going to be a thousand things
we were living out a thousand dreams
with one way to live
and one way to die
which way was it you went then?
i haven't seen it in so long
so so long
and i let it touch my face again
trickle down
it was nice my friend
someday we'll be young again
i guess it all comes back in the end