Pickering Pick
Graduation Day
We've fallen, we restful and preyWe save our excuses for a rainy dayWe stacked them secure against approaching decayYou say there's something better than thisI watched you moving like wineIt was so far ahead, I was too far behindBut I burned like an ember at the edge of your mindYou said, "There's nothing better than this"It took far too long to realizeYou were overly silent, I was overly wiredGrew like an island from the backs of your eyesYou know, you can do better than thisI'll sit here and think of your nameI'll remember your answers; they were always the sameIf I hadn't been burned by your fabulous flameI know I could do better than this
From Letras Mania