i sit by the river
and
wait
i stand by the ocean
and
dream
looking at the stars
sitting by the sun
underneath a light blue sky
and i could do this forever
until i grow old
and until my kids
grow up and do the same thing
as they wonder
who they are meant to be
i'm afraid of tomorrow
as it creeps slowly along
like snail it moves
leaving a trail of past
failures and mistakes
edging closer and closer
the room smelled sweet
sweetness a mix between
the sterile and calm
a sweet temptation just out of my reach
yesterday
to you i was nine years old
with a black hurley hat
that never left my head
the hat that you would take
and try to hold it far above
my reach knowing i could never get it
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