An old song plays
Its already 2 1/2 months passed May
Time definitely flies
Its hard to stop and realize it
Been distracted by the work world and chasing highs
The song plays
And it reminds me
Time has flown by, I'm no longer that same guy
10 years ago, full of innocence.
Full of life, curiosity, spark, and flow.
It was a different time
A different era to live through
10 years its been, I'm still him
But in many ways I'm not him.
Whats this feeling? A quarter century crisis?
I've seen many deaths
And a lot of souls sucked from the meth infused glass pipes
Lost a lot of people I love
To pleasurable dates with divinity or to god's bathroom floor.
Nostalgic sounds and trapped memories in time.
I wish I could go back and relive every moment of it.
I wish there were a fountain of youth, I wish it were true
Because we ain't getting any younger, I would say we might as well drink it.
To watch different generations of jagged cultures get framed on walls
Time flashes as we continue on our journey to the pharcyde of life
It all eventually passes us by
So I keep floating. Keep Floating
Floating along this stream of life leading to what?
The continuous journey with unknowing outcomes
Experiences shift my conscious unconsciously much
And I Float. Keep Floating along this stream.
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