So the year dies in a night, replaced by the new year today.
I counted up costs of time I've lost. Time, it won't stop for me.
Where did all of the time go?
Spring rolls in with the best intentions, I just wish the days would be slow.
Summer sun sets on all of my lost bets, I just wish the days would be slow.
Woke up last fall feeling something was off, and I know I ain't coming home.
I'm not a quitter, but it'll soon be winter. I'll be out in the cold.
So the year dies in a day, replaced by the new here, tonight.
I want to feel like anything matters, not like a withering light.
I won't pretend summer won't end, I just wish the days would be slow.
I know next fall won't be the same at all, but I know I'll never come home.
It's a long, hard winter if I can't be with her. I'll be shivering, cold.
But, I know I've found that when spring comes around,
I'll be wishing the days would be slow.
About the Creator
Jesse Law
A musician, a poet, a friend, and over-thinker based in Columbus, OH.
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