Long sung afternoons

A bitter sweet memory - written as a song hence why it read s a bit strange

Losing myself again



Lost in the time and the beer -my friend



Thinking about the when



and the why



you´re not here



again







Bitter rain washes - the leaves away



and winter it comes in a day



How I long for that sound



Let it resound



To break the clouds



To blow them away







Do you remember when ?



The afternoons would never end



We were basking in the sun rays of our dreams



And Davy boy would play guitar



The sound would penetrate the stars



Mapping out our crystal destinies





Losing myself again



Lost in the past and the fear -again



I know that I´m stumble- ling 



Only the night sky is clear - my friend



Bitter rain washes the headstone grey 



and winter it comes in a day



How I long for that sound



Let it resound



To break the clouds



To blow them away







Do you remember when?



We were young



We were friends



We would play our music in the sun



And Davy boy would play guitar



The sound would penetrate the stars -stretching to a future...



That would never come



But that was then



and then



was when



we were young