I look a lot like you now
when you were the same age
how'd this all feel the same
in a different place at a different stage? I wonder how I ever figured out
golden light inside my brain
why do I look at the world this way?
a broken chair, a passing train
i have always been this way
I love you Dad, I love you Mom
thank you both for listening
won't let the time take you away
things will always be this way
things won't always be this way
