Soon Gone
16 Sep 2010 Leave a Comment
in Songs Tags: Friends, Silly Little Songs
Summertime in a broken sunset, freezed forever in my memory. And the clouds go racing past the velvet colored sky. Oh Father Time did you used to be so evil? Chasing me and my feet are running. Crashing through the surface that’s everything. Come away, come pretend.
Pretend that time will never find us, and we can catch our breath. That we can’t smell the rotting of the fruit we never picked. That the skies won’t cease their raining, unfailingly delaying the future that’s ahead. And pretend that this won’t be the last time we’ll be friends again.
The past is close behind us. Why will he forsake us? Maybe he’ll mistake us if we hide beneath the sheets. I can’t see where I’m going the sun is in my eyes. Wake me up and tell me that all this was a dream, and I can live this life again. This doesn’t have to be goodbye, if we can make him bend.
Let’s pretend that time will never find us, and we can catch our breath. That we can’t smell the rotting of the fruit we never picked. That the skies won’t cease their raining, unfailingly delaying the future that’s ahead. And pretend that this won’t be the last time we’ll be friends again.
Seize the moment, seize the day. Night will soon be coming. As I sit and think I hope that I can bring myself to take a piece of you with me and maybe… We will live this life again. Oh, I cry as summer dies and the sun goes down in my eyes. Go ahead, my friend.
Pretend that time will never find us, and we can catch our breath. That we can’t smell the rotting of the fruit we never picked. That the skies won’t cease their raining, unfailingly delaying the future that’s ahead. And pretend that this won’t be the last time we’ll be friends again.
For my amazing friends, that showed me the world and taught be to know myself.
