we were all right when it was easy to be all right beautiful blond children and music all night lazy languid days and sleepy morning goodbyes wall street dinners and New York City cries too much of too much an abundance of abundance lay a path to our redundance.
You slip though my fingers now like fine sand although you grew to be you beneath my hand you are everyone I ever wanted you to be just better than I hoped you could be and you wear yourself so easily like you are exactly who you were meant to be you inhale the day like it’s here to stay or not you make me smile with pride by living out loud.