the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Communicating At Angles

Today marked the start
Of a future not so far
When we'll all leave
By plane,
By car,
And only share the moon, our stories, and stars

But you have the most peculiar case
You take a new path at a different pace
So that the SoCal sun will miss your face
A face that we can never replace

And if I could
You know I would
Row, row, row my boat
Back a couple years,
Everything
Everywhere
Everyone too,
I'd hold a little more near.

And first goes you,
Then goes knowledge,
Then I'm the baby
In a brand new college

So let's pretend each day's our last
Life sentence,
No parole,
And now let's blow this popsicle stand
And let the good times roll!

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