In the distance I can hear fireworks
Explosions of color
Echoing something new
No fear but excitement and wonder
I'm tired now
Of the blandness in each day
Or the color that fades too quickly
Never staying like they say
I miss the brightness of your sun
Though I said I'd stop missing you
There hasn't been a day I didn't picture us
Near again like we could be something new
Dec 31, 2024
Dec 31, 2024 at 4:24 AM UTC
In the distance I can hear fireworks
Explosions of color
Echoing something new
No fear but excitement and wonder
I'm tired now
Of the blandness in each day
Or the color that fades too quickly
Never staying like they say
I miss the brightness of your sun
Though I said I'd stop missing you
There hasn't been a day I didn't picture us
Near again like we could be something new