Tuesday, September 19, 2006

To....

I found the cure to growing older
And you're the only place that feels like home
Just so you know, you'll never know
And some secrets weren't meant to be told
But I found the cure to growing older

I'm the first kid to write of hearts, lies, and friends
And I am sorry my conscience called in sick again
And I've got arrogance down to a science
Oh, and I'm the first kid to write of hearts, lies, and friends

Douse yourself in perfume it's
So fitting, so fitting of the way you are
You can't cover it up
Can't cover it up

They call kids like us vicious and carved out of stone
But for what we've become, we just feel more alone
Always weigh what I've got against what I left
So progress report: I am missing you to death

This is all I have for the taste of the wild that you've provided me with. It will always be considered as a fond memory. Thank you for everything. *waves a goodbye and says* Don't leave...