Colors Of The Past
The Gray Living Of The Shadows
Remembering backyard adventures
As kids laughing on the lawn
Sailing through the years together
Until every moments dead and gone
They're chasing me again tonight
Those ghosts of past, forgotten lives
As the moon rushes through the open window
The breeze rustling in the trees, invite
The memories to creep, here, in the shadows
Hangin on to those used to be's
Those smiles tangled up inside my mind
Missing those fragile, missing pieces
The ones we always leave behind
What I would give, to take me back
Just drift away in used to be
Jump the cars on that playback track
Back to the me I used to be
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When you were still here with me
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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