montra from my youth
montra from my youth
you need to be serious
what's wrong with silly
montra from my youth
you need to be serious
what's wrong with silly
feeling the movement
as we flow through our moments
what happened to time
light up the darkness
see that which remains hidden
what's in that mirror
see that smile creep up
as the eyes start to twinkle
how i have missed you
chattering on the lanes
wasting of everyone's time
so shut up and shoot
looking out with time
to see all that just might be
a baby giggles
that civic duty
for the benefit of all
paying the tax man
the eggs start to set
tomatoes roasting nearby
there will be bacon
feel all of my fears
and who i am wearing them
cast them to the wind
the cold dark morning
with a silence everywhere
wrapped in loneliness