The smooth, green leaves butter
In the aliveness of the afternoon breeze
Birds chirps amongst one another
All is so alive
All is so dead
8 September 1995
Born into the loving embraces
Of 2 incredible souls
Brought up in this casted away paradise
Where time wasn't present
The years
Intertwined between fantasy
And reality
Oh the gift of youth
So priceless
So impermanent
So unappreciated
Time flew by
As quickly as a bird journeys the sky
Sixteen years of age
Nearly clocking seventeen
And the memories are dead
Forever gone
Like time
The relationships have changed
Innocence has morphed
And wishes have become
Pleadings for the past
In the aliveness of the afternoon breeze
Birds chirps amongst one another
All is so alive
All is so dead
8 September 1995
Born into the loving embraces
Of 2 incredible souls
Brought up in this casted away paradise
Where time wasn't present
The years
Intertwined between fantasy
And reality
Oh the gift of youth
So priceless
So impermanent
So unappreciated
Time flew by
As quickly as a bird journeys the sky
Sixteen years of age
Nearly clocking seventeen
And the memories are dead
Forever gone
Like time
The relationships have changed
Innocence has morphed
And wishes have become
Pleadings for the past
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