And listen without a memory crossing the lane
Not the ones where friends circled around a fire
Reminiscing on high school and quieter times
Songs will play, slowly filling me with memories
Pushing tears, expecting them to show eventually
Questioning why I do not sing along
Even quietly, even though I know the words
There are times when I'll even change the station
On the days when the lyrics are just too much
Too many memories flooding into my heart
Allowing the threatening tears to push more
How can I listen to the radio knowing this
And allow the memories to rule everything
Is there a way that I can just move on?
Or will the next song change it all again?
Time will tell when I can listen with no worries
For now I'll believe, the radio plays what I need to hear
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