swinging between trees

Time is the seasons of our life
And we get older every day
while all the golden moments
like sunsets sadly fade away

Everything is in these moments
in sunsets and sunrises anew
yet in the end
truly there are few

moments are never a getting younger
every day begins and ends
through some perpetual hunger
hopes that seem to fade away
slowly slowing before the end

Looking back on the times
on the times of life passed away
wanting so much to find a better place
childish hoping on a better place to play

All the places we will never go
never to see again a look on your face
moments feeling like they wouldnt end
oh the days I wish I just might save

holding on loosely to what never lasts
you can't hold what was sold
like decisions the die is cast
love eternal sacrificed for past

nights are never warm by looking back
without touch memories leave you sad
days are saved, days together
in the sun the stars the weather

pile up destruction by regrets
emptiness like an empty pest
swallow darkness nonetheless
only one place is a place of rest

selling selves when theres more to buy
delusion of the heart worth the why
give the gifts to less than the sum
loss of warmth of countless setting suns

moments when filled by every need
past moments treasured sacriced the peace
the only truth those days swinging between trees
when the world was right and laughter was so deep