beauty point

The street was longer back then
When we were small
Be home when the street lights blend
Into night fall

Street lights were taller too
You'd seek I'd hide
Under a curtain my shoes
Poked out the side

The icy age swept through
Blew us inside
PS2 but nobody knew
We'd had our last ride

But I don't wanna go any
Time soon you know can we
Steer the stationary boat where we'd grow?

Why did you have to go, Benny?
I miss the Tennyson show, can we
Just have five minutes more it's plenty time

But time grew us old

Now as I'm looking down this
Memory lane
I want only to see the joy but
All I feel is pain

Now I sit where you once stood only
Your ghost remains
And your spirit slowly slips and
It fades away

And the sign's still crooked as hell
But it's beauty remains as memory of the bells
That chimed from the van that met us no more than
Once or twice a year
Once or twice a year

And there's still no curb at the end
Of a forest that would blend into streets where we'd spend our youths
And I can't go back to that house more than
Once or twice a year
Maybe Once or twice a year

I never wanted to go, but I
Had to leave that old road, some time
It's still killing me slow
But I'll be fine

I guess that I'll never know - know why
You still live in my soul - in my mind
I'll find the truth at that hole where our youth died

But the hole was our home