midday child

midday child

midday at the corner of my own space crumbling
with mouth streaming sweat of years gone by
and tears fell soft, smiles glossed

we were going to be a thousand things
we were living out a thousand dreams
through one way to live and one way to die
which way was it you went then?
i haven't seen it in so long
in so long
so so long
so long

i let it touch my face again
trickle down
it was nice my friend
someday we'll be young again
i guess it all comes back in the end

~jay and jesse morgans