I Remember....
I remember a chemical romance that I used to have, but have no more. I remember a beautiful green bride of flowers that I used to love so much that I took her into my body, in symbiance with my bloodstream; she was forever a part of me. Oh sweet Lucy. Green with envy, she will show us all of the things that she always wanted so much. She can show us God above or Heaven Below.
I remember running in the back yard with Max, my golden retriever, when I was just 9 years old. Life was so much easier back then, when the swing my father made still hung from that Pecan Tree that was blown down in that Hurricane. Now Im just left with trickiling water in the well, the rhythm of society.
I remember not being allowed to cross the street, its crazy how we dream sometimes isnt it? I even remember getting babysat by Becky as a little kid, and the two fun fun nights we had. I always wondered secretly if I was really too much for her. No one really liked me back then, but thats ok. I was just too smart for their own good. Only my mind is strong enough for you, Lucy.
I know we havent seen each other in a while, and ive mooved on from that. Im in love now Lucy, and its a great thing. Something is cold and impersonal about the computer which I type this at, I feel like it will eventually destroy me, as will my thoughts.
I remember most of all, you. Yes, you Dad. I remember what it is to be a Son.
But it seems for a few years I lost sight of that, when I met Lucy that is. But she taught me an important lesson.
Perhaps there truely ARE doors of perception. And Perhaps I can one day walk down that hallway once again with you Lucy.
I remember running in the back yard with Max, my golden retriever, when I was just 9 years old. Life was so much easier back then, when the swing my father made still hung from that Pecan Tree that was blown down in that Hurricane. Now Im just left with trickiling water in the well, the rhythm of society.
I remember not being allowed to cross the street, its crazy how we dream sometimes isnt it? I even remember getting babysat by Becky as a little kid, and the two fun fun nights we had. I always wondered secretly if I was really too much for her. No one really liked me back then, but thats ok. I was just too smart for their own good. Only my mind is strong enough for you, Lucy.
I know we havent seen each other in a while, and ive mooved on from that. Im in love now Lucy, and its a great thing. Something is cold and impersonal about the computer which I type this at, I feel like it will eventually destroy me, as will my thoughts.
I remember most of all, you. Yes, you Dad. I remember what it is to be a Son.
But it seems for a few years I lost sight of that, when I met Lucy that is. But she taught me an important lesson.
Perhaps there truely ARE doors of perception. And Perhaps I can one day walk down that hallway once again with you Lucy.