4 Star View - Our Favorite Pastime

Blaming myself is a little too naïve or maybe a little too hard to believe
You’ve been preparing for the worst
I’ve been hoping for the best
We’ll shoot the moon and watch it die
I’ll take this wooden spoon and gouge out our eyes
We’ll steal the stars and place this back in the sky
And say good night
On the back porch, watching the cars as they pass
Wondering which of life’s questions I should ask
So, I’ll say in like a sadist
I’m not scared to die, maybe just excited
At this intersection of my life
I don’t know
Sight of the car crash, this is no accident
Let’s call it fate, I’ll take the blame for it
And I’ll take the fall
Meanwhile, the rain is slick
The passing headlights spin and make me sick
Under the overpass
I’ll fake it all
See those bloodshot eyes burning holes straight through the side
I’ll lay down tonight and hope to learn to fly
Tomorrow may not come around, so kiss me while you can
And stay the night
Or say good bye

Written by:
T. Bass

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