Behind all these days that have now passed, where we are now found worn, used and torn.
Can so easily remember that the light was differently soft where the heat flowed embracing sweetly swept.
The color of the grass did not matter where we went, it was all we gave and never what we got.
There was an islander we had to fear, the adults told us that if we saw him we would have to flee.
There was the old tramp, drinking straight clean booze, that no sense could reach, with the rubbing alchohol bottle colored in a delicate light blue.
Us hidden in the lap of the family were the few who were never held accountable, as if it could be us, they were to be hidden away like an ugly drawing.
We had an insatiable appetite for all that life hid, and preserved, yes there were also many things we forgot, now apearing as a haunt in all our dreams.
We got to sing the same songs over and over again, when all the boys were enemies and the girl our only friend.
At times, sure life would just go by without getting anything and never finding the dream we all saw.
We have taken such a painful farewell to the few we truly cared for, seen them disappear meaninglessly in the darkness and void of silence.
We had each other until life grew up; left us to grow up, left us and took the best we gave and now we are alone at the top of life.
Our whole life only led here, where all pain always sings the same sad song.
There was so much fun; play, love and laughter, yes much more than any of us ever grasp.
What we were in those glorious days, we both know now that they will never return.
We said goodbye and saw each other again in every way we could, reunited where love reigns.
I never think I got to say it in my own words, but we ruled damn this Earth.
As we were the only ones and the few, I now know that we were all wiser in what we did and what we saw.
Alone we can not travel on the path we left, so friends please stay and let’s sing one last song for what is left for us.