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We camped out beside
The quarry and the trees did hide
Our adolescent bodies from our parents and the world
And though not quite alone
Found peace in the unknown
And we told stories of the girls we loved
And what we had outgrown
Felled a Sycamore so we might learn how all great things are
Destined to be turned to smoke
And breathed into our lungs
And I could just be me
And he could just be free from being undеr the influence
How diffеrent our lives used to be
Seldom do I think about him now
But there's no way I'm forgetting
Hoping that I never will allow
To waste myself, now I'm regretting
All the choices I have ever made
That lead me to compromise
A life that really isn't mine to trade
How am I supposed to empathise?
He grew up too fast, never did return
And never did I see him
And never would he know
That maybe I'd have saved
If only we had stayed camped out in the woodland
I know I shouldn't
But that's just how it goes
Seldom do I think about him now
But there's no way I'm forgetting
Hoping that I never will allow
To waste myself, now I'm regretting
All the choices I have ever made
That lead me to compromise
A life that really isn't mine to trade
How am I supposed to empathise?
Seldom do I think about him now
Hoping that I never will allow
All the choices I have ever made
A life that really isn't mine to trade
