Everytime I’m feeling somber
I flashback to moments so pure and so sweet
To rainy days where tiny watery soldiers marched in a fleet
To clear cool nights with thousands of tiny white lights
To a snowy dusk where a stranger asked if I was all right
To radiant sunshine and cherry popsicles
To clean cut grass and a flowing breeze
As I look out upon the sea
And then when I open my eyes
It hurts more to my surprise
Because now I see what it could be
And what’s it’s not
But at least for a second I forgot