It was the summer before the real world started and,
The deal was we would get to go, if we
cleaned it up...

to travel through time
a nonexistent feature of life

never before has desire arisen
going back to *that moment

confusion of what was
what never will be

actions long ago
memories fade to grey

the beginning to the end
blinded to the foreseer

never in a million years
did i think i'd wish for it

*but i do.