Aug 26, 2005 11:15
I am leaving this town behind like a bad habit
Trendy and over-rated
My mind is free and clear, I am fading away
Summer fades away into fall and winter
I will be gone and won't have skipped a heartbeat
No thinking about if this is what I want to do
I am set, I am ready, I am leaving on the go
Out of here like a bullet from a barrel of a gun
Freedom setting in, I will be flying high as a kite
And in one fell swoop, I am far away
I am not going to be looking behind
All thats in the past will be laid to rest
Buried six feet under
Thats a grave I will not visit
So this is my goodbye,
as I begin to fill the hole,
behind the funeral home