All my friends have gone away. Sailing vessels leaving the bay. For the best four years and the promise of pay. But they dont even know what theyre chasing. Greater men have tried and failed. And all this time I thought that Id stay. As a ghost who would haunt this mountain. And all this time I thought that Id stay. Alive in the ground digging out my coffin. Time was short on courts and pavement. We knew we had to leave. But did I make the most of every day. And did I give to not receive? Are there any better words to express the full extent of my grief? It hits home when youre not home. Theres no space to grow, and all this time not much to show. And all this time I thought that Id stay. As a ghost who would haunt this mountain. Maybe I should hold my tongue. And do my best to live with the stress thats mounting. I never thought I never thought a bond was something we lacked. I gotta find another way to keep myself intact. I understand we all went away so we could have the stories to share when were back. Try to pass the same old shit to get a ahead and start your paper stack. I never thought I never thought a bond was something we lacked. -tssf
Posted on: Tue, 18 Mar 2014 04:54:03 +0000