The Closest We'll Ever Get To Heaven

The closest we’ll ever get to heaven

With a stolen six-pack from 7-eleven

And though this city sleeps

I bet she never dreams

She never dreams like you and me

I know it’s been a while since I saw your smile

But I hope you’re doing great

My old friend, I haven’t seen you since spring 2008

The years will come and go

Before we know it we’ll be old

Summer is already over and it’s getting cold

In the ice and snow

We can hardly keep our cigarettes a-glow

So tell me when the wild winds blow

How do you hold on to your soul?

I hope all of your dreams became your reality

And if not, I hope you’re living in your dreams

You know I, kept them all ‘cause I meant to

All the letters I wrote but never sent you

I google you sometimes

But the search results never fits

'Cause someone with the same name

Is getting all the hits

And maybe the digital age left you behind

But you never left my mind