Good Times Lyrics

You're laying here with a beds eye view of a body that
no longer belongs to you,
you're scared that the past 3 haven't lived past their
60's and if you break the trend,
you'll just end up like the old folks at Roland and
3939,
you're scared because you're an army brat of a man who
died before his time.
I miss those summers, that grill smell, home cooked
meals, take me back,
sleeping like a log, healing so fast,
but losing you, I learned to lose my youth, lose my
spirit, and now I can't hear it anymore,
and I guess that's life
back then our body parts stayed in place,
we kept up with our own hearts,
it was so easy to temper the sting,
just be fixed by a quick dip back in some old
neighbor's swimming pool now I'm just worn out, and I'll ache like this forever
I think,
these shoddy drapes refuse to keep the cold out
and this damn body can't keep the warmth in,
I'm watching my hairline recede, I'm drinking fatigue,
I'm fighting heredity
I see less of who I love the most, time's getting away,
and we're so slow to say how fast it goes,
I'm just looking for what's coming, what's built in the
blood
but I've never been that sure of anything anyway
and I don't want to heal, I'm just about the perfect
amount to look how I feel
and I think about you laying there, waiting for her to
get back,
I think about your last 3 breaths and I wonder if you
knew,
I think about letting you go
and I guess that's life.

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