Dirt Roads (Subseven)

Country dirt roads – This walk is not the same without you - Right here – by me – the twig I trip over is you - Over – this bridge – the memories of the past times Look up – past the trees – and to the left – The broken house that you lived in - Good times was all we had – Concrete slabs spray painted - Leaves me pictures of you - I patiently wait… (the place we played) for you - I silently pray…(you'll find a way) for you - The top – of this tree – where we could see for miles - Stories – of the times – the testimonies of our lives - Smell the air – take a breath – fall asleep and listen in - We learn a lot from experiences, but it's no good if we don't change. - Good times was all we had – concrete slabs spray painted - Leaves me pictures of you - I patiently wait… for you - I silently pray… for you Close your eyes (It's time to move on to the new.) - Hold on tight (forget the past, forget old ‘you'.) - We'll be alright (look to the new pasture.) - Close your eyes (the past won't meet your future.) - The field – the creek - where the fort we built I think still lay - Crooked branches with our names - still engraved - They'll stay the same.