For nights that pass faster than the days dull slow
The lights on your evening road catch your gaze
When gardenias line the garden maze

The center of the room greet you with drinks and rest
For the world around you takes your breath and you can't resist
The soft blur from a beer and lemonade

Continue your stroll and everything's changed
As she is what stands in the center of the maze
So you introduce her to you and the coming days

You're in love
Your evening roams lead to her
To feel more than whole

As your vision clears you start to see
That she has put you back up for sale and for whatever reason you don't mind
As she takes off with your old shirt under varying lights

For nights that pass faster than the days you remember
The summer's embrace is the only grip to keep you warm
As you return to the soft blurs that help you roam

Another gardenia lines the maze
As you stray from prying eyes
Singing to trees in a drunken haze
Only to talk about what is seen as better days

A
Burn
Out



Did
Not
Have
The
Fuel
To
Keep
The
Fire
Going
On
As
­Much
As
They
Had
Hoped

You’d think that when your life flashes right in front of your eyes
That it would be just that

A flash

But no, it goes on longer
Longer that the flash of the headlights that had almost hit you
Longer than the short life you’ve lived thus far
Long enough to teach you that you haven’t taken life in your direction

“Choose the ones you love”
“Choose your future”
“Choose life”

The ******’s monologue in its theatrical delivery pulled you out of the anxiety
So you drive home
Physically unharmed
Emotionally rewired

Choose life
Suppose I’ll have to change it?

Yeah, we aren't exactly the most athletic of people
But we did make it up that one hill that's claimed to be a mountain
Yeah, we arrived at what we thought was the top until we saw that there was more
But that only drove us further up

Yesterday atop the sunset colored land the valleys made the world feel that much bigger
Returning home made the world feel so much smaller
Even though I myself live on a hill with a view of the smog above the highway

That moment atop the hills didn't make me feel at one with the world
I didn't even feel at one with myself
I only felt amazed

Confounded
Perplexed
Mesmerized

But you know that didn't beat the look in your eyes

For years to come with many days to go
The eyes that follow will show a different side of who you think you know
Although as truthful as they can possibly be
The eyes that follow distort the image of what you see

Every second is cherished but not as interesting
Every single day is lived but not always exciting
Every year shows growth but not always on the best terms

Did I tell you of how I got ****** into great TV?
Broadcasted to everything that has a screen
What you think you know isn't exacty what's behind the scenes