Young and Mysterious

22 is a long way behind me
I’m just feeling nostalgic so don’t mind me
And the energy is bittersweet
Like the coast the ocean sweep
And I’ve grown up but I’m down
It’s been years since I’ve worn a classic gown
Back when I was in with the Commerce crowd
And I almost said your name aloud
When Isabelle asked if I
Had the hots for any guy
And what would have been if my tongue hadn’t tripped
Would you be the one I’m walking with
Coz I’m long past empty and far past subside
And I still remember your diamond eyes
As they gazed up at me from the edge of the bed
I was looking down at all they said
And you just on the side of your seat
Was it fate that made us meet
Coz I’m always feeling we’re supposed to be
I lean on you like a tree
So solid and secure
You look at me and I am pure
In my intent to do you well
How did I get so lost, I cannot tell
I just wanna know what it’d be like
To have a song where you’d grab the mic
And interject your own pause
There should be a hidden clause
That says when I get near to you
I’ll find a love that can do
No wrong
So I wrote you this song
Will you hear
Coz, my dear
I’m never far away
And I still love you, okay?

Wealth Is Mine

The feeling of lostness of twenty one
When you’ve completed what is done
And people say that you’re still young
That life has barely just begun
But I feel weary in my bones
Splitting hairs and running home
And always, always alone
Except for the figures in my phone
Now I’m looking back ten years hence
When forever is in the present tense
And I’ve lifted weight off of my shoulders
Younger now that I am older
And running lines
I’ve seen this play a thousand times
And if you say that you are fine
I believe it now wealth is mine
I believe it now summer is in the air
And you can feel the presence of all that isn’t there
In empty space
Is all that youth gone to waste
Or compost for the growing grass
Ground for something that will last

The Age Of Yesteryear

The age of yesteryear
Reminds me of how things should be
I see myself running through fields
Endlessly free
I see myself bog bound
As we bring home the turf
I see myself in Delphi
As we learn how to surf
And I can't hold onto the weight 
Of passing time
I can't isolate a memory
And call it mine
And I'm flicking through pages
Though substance be naught
I'm dreaming of sages
In a net where I'm caught
And they call it samsara 
Or the endless spin
They call it karma
But can you let love in
To break across the landscape
Like a sunset to dawn
Can you finally realise
A state where pain is gone 

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