I’ve been pondering about the years lately
Having cremated pond fish nip at my frostbitten toes
Thinking about how interesting it is that fate worked out its ways for us
Wondering if it crossed your mind too…
Don’t you think these things to be interesting?
How simple it is to believe that someone almighty parted the Red Sea
And accepting He to make us the people in the land of the free
But the land of the free is no longer for you and me
We are who we ought to be
This kingdom is made of paper mache
And it’s crumbling to its ages
I’ve been pondering about the years lately
Having paper mache clay make my ancestry tree
Wondering why I never picked certain friends to be apart of my family
It’s probably because they already became somewhat of me
I’ve been pondering about the years lately
Staining the edges of my homework with coffee
Wondering why I ever let you get the best of me
And still smiling at my own mistakes
I’ve been pondering about you lately
Knowing that it was all a dumb mistake
To not have you by my side for eternity