Last

[waterfall9]

This journey we took
I thought it would last
But it slipped out of the daylight
Out of my grasp

Sure, it was long
As I trekked across the seas
But my head was in the clouds
With the birds and the bees

Time passes me by
Not saying hello
Was it up for a chat?
Whew, I wouldn't know

That's the problem with holidays
Great trips and adventures
They go quite fast
Like a pair of old dentures

I try to stop
And gaze upon the stars
And listen to the rain
But I can't go that far

These days we look back
Try to visit our memories
But we spot only as much
As one or two trees

We never remember
The gaze we had cast
Once we get the pain in our chests
Why couldn't it last?