We can hardly walk
Not now-ever?
Our guts are splitting
Our smiles taking over
Like little green army men
Bent on victory
Was there ever a time?
A splatter of moments
A twinkling age
when we weren't laughing
When the slightest provoke
Had us gasping for air
Everything in this simple world
Has my head spinning
So much delight
Secreted in hat boxes
Fading on shelves
At our grandparents homes
There's nothing alike
The nothingness in my skull
The loose grasp on decorum
You silly boy.
Dec 6, 2012
Dec 6, 2012 at 1:14 AM UTC
We can hardly walk
Not now-ever?
Our guts are splitting
Our smiles taking over
Like little green army men
Bent on victory
Was there ever a time?
A splatter of moments
A twinkling age
when we weren't laughing
When the slightest provoke
Had us gasping for air
Everything in this simple world
Has my head spinning
So much delight
Secreted in hat boxes
Fading on shelves
At our grandparents homes
There's nothing alike
The nothingness in my skull
The loose grasp on decorum
You silly boy.
