Army of Freshmen - Ava

Out on the deck she signed the check
In grade school bubble font just a debutante
A summer mess some things are best
Left under the covers
She lays there and wonders
Alone in a hotel room above the ballroom
How did the word ever get so small

You dreamed the tide could carry you
Far away from the life that buried you
Bring you back to someone
That's worth fighting for
And Ava when you wake up I'll be there

Salt in the air brings her back there
Long lost memory Star of the Sea
She didn't know the wind would blow
Her so off course her voice is hoarse
From an all night argument
In the same old apartment
Alone in a hotel room above the ballroom
How did the word ever get so small

You dreamed the tide could carry you
Far away from the life that buried you
Bring you back to someone
That's worth fighting for
And Ava when you wake up I'll be there

A summer mess
Some things are best

Written by:
Chris Jurewicz

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