waiting for the storm to pass,
trying to see through the rain.
I’m still praying that this pain won't last.
She lays too still, too quiet, too small,
in linens too white and clean.
The only thing I can hear besides my tears
is the constant hum of her life on machines.
It can be the same sweetie,
you don't need to say goodbye.
just close your eyes and fall to sleep,
This hurricane will soon die.
It comes and goes when it feels,
it rolls and thunders in scattered swells.
My hands, they shudder on the steering wheel.
Foot to the floor, these miles I’ll steal.
Because time went by too damn fast,
now it’s caught in a sand grained gravel road.
Wheels are sputtering and my thoughts stuttering
since I've been wishing for our time to last.
The taste of grape cool-aid and ketchup kisses,
the sounds of laughter in sprinkler rain,
echo in my memory; after all these years, they still remain.
But when I think of them now, they only bring pain.
It can be the same honey,
you don't need to say goodbye.
Just stay far from the churning seas
so I won’t hear those trumpets cry.
I’m in search of that free world country,
the one we left in July.
You headed for your neon lights
and I, the ones in the turning night sky.
We’re back where we started kid, to golden glow days,
amazing how time changes as hours are taken away.
It’s time to rest that rubber I've been burning
like a lighter, in hopes you would want to stay.
It can be the same baby,
you don't need to say goodbye.
just love me the way you held me
like you did the last July.