Skatepark

We spend the whole week counting silver cars

And scratching bruises that would soon be scars

We share a song i’ll never get to hear

And the place that i once forgot to forgive

The seasons never seem to change ’round here

You say they’re waiting for us to begin

And live the plans we’ve set ourselves to be

To sit here side by side for one more year

If there is no one to walk you home from class

I will follow you but quickly lose my breath

And as we feel our youth dissolve into the air

We shut our eyes and anticipate the day

When we’ll be good enough to leave this place

So meet me with a bottle of cheap beer

It tastes like dirt but so do you and me

And we will list the things we’ll never miss

The ones that have been carved out of this street

The silence that we can no longer hear