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A Happy Lie Ever After?
When I get back where I belong
I first see all the familiar places,
But what really brings me back to life
Are all the familiar faces.
I'm waiting for my life to begin again
While everything around starts dying.
I knew some people were leaving me,
But some said they were, and they were lying.
There aren't many people out there
Who appreciate friends like I do,
And this is probably the first time
I've been hoping to be lied to.
Every summer I think about
Returning to start the next year,
But each time feels more awkward
Because a few more friends won't be here.
It's hard for me to keep in touch
When the real world calls my friends away.
All I can say when they leave is
"I hope I see you again someday".
Sometimes, someday comes unexpectedly,
Then it quickly becomes another year,
Another year for me to savor
Because some of my old friends are still here.
I remember when I met all of you,
I was young, and you were going to your last class.
I felt so evil back then because I couldn't stop time,
So I'd hoped some of you wouldn't pass.
It's always been hard on me
When I have to lose a friend.
It's so nice when there's no hope needed,
When I know we will meet again.
Clint Berger
September 4, 2007
When I get back where I belong
I first see all the familiar places,
But what really brings me back to life
Are all the familiar faces.
I'm waiting for my life to begin again
While everything around starts dying.
I knew some people were leaving me,
But some said they were, and they were lying.
There aren't many people out there
Who appreciate friends like I do,
And this is probably the first time
I've been hoping to be lied to.
Every summer I think about
Returning to start the next year,
But each time feels more awkward
Because a few more friends won't be here.
It's hard for me to keep in touch
When the real world calls my friends away.
All I can say when they leave is
"I hope I see you again someday".
Sometimes, someday comes unexpectedly,
Then it quickly becomes another year,
Another year for me to savor
Because some of my old friends are still here.
I remember when I met all of you,
I was young, and you were going to your last class.
I felt so evil back then because I couldn't stop time,
So I'd hoped some of you wouldn't pass.
It's always been hard on me
When I have to lose a friend.
It's so nice when there's no hope needed,
When I know we will meet again.
Clint Berger
September 4, 2007