sweat

on days like this you and i
we would spread our wings and fly
but since then we have said goodbye
and now, tonight, i do not cry.

colors came on trees too fast
more quickly than years in the past
just not enough to make us last
and with the snow came questions asked

i dont feel much like writing now
these few lines seem enough somehow
remember when we both said "wow"
summer's sweat dripped from my brow

so it goes on, this game of ball
perhaps it's him for whom you'll fall
i guess you just cant win em all.
but in the end its still your call

bon voyage

this morning came too quickly
we didn't speak when your ride departed
and i missed the clock when noontime came
but caught it when the news had started

the clock laughed at me for a moment
for it was the messenger of time
remind me it waited for no man
not me, not any friend of mine

but in that hour time seemed to slow
and it let me think as it passed
showing a glimpse of sympathy
taking my thoughts away from my task

and as time slowed i played memories
like old movies from a family camera
videos from a time now lost
and photographs in crystal panorama

suddenly that hour was gone
and a new chapter already started
in all of our still fragile lives
entering territory that's uncharted

i know that this will make you better
and i'll be strong while you are gone
memories will keep us close
our friendship is a solid bond

i will think of you often
the memories will keep my world spinning
because we all know that the good times we had
are just barely the beginning