Last Rays

Looks like a mild winter
although the streets are cold
the streets are always cold, and
burning tires pass us by
like they can't wait to be somewhere new

it was a riotous summer
thunderheads hot, like a fever,
on my sunburnt brow
when I took that vow, I thought
this must be somewhere new

but glory fades like the last rays
of the last sun on the last day in a lost town
when a month goes by without you
I think of thunderheads
and young souls on an old ground
and maybe time will test you
'til the rains wash you down, down, down
or maybe you'll stand and bow

across Ohio
she's writing reflections
I can see my own reflection as I stand
to leave the room
how can I stand who I've become
when my past isn't kind?

I've got this fear about living
'cause it comes with dying
I am dying to be good to her
in the time I have, my god
what will we do with all this time?

but passion fades like the last rays
of the last sun, on the last day, on an old ground
when a month goes by without her
I think of ice cream, on a gray day
in a cold town
and maybe time will test us
'til the rains wash us down, down, down
or maybe we'll stand and bow

I'm watching the haze
of the last rays of an old sun, fading to brown
when a month goes by I question
was it real? or did I miss what I should have found?
time can make us all a little stronger
if we break the walls that cause us not to see round
and we turn to face what's now
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