1996

1996

in a couple of years

i'll be scuffing the sidewalk

humming something that captured my ear

and i'll catch a glimpse of your face

coming up out of nowhere

and remember the way it lit me up

and you'll be a thousand miles off

but i'm sure you'd agree

that was a pretty good year

in a few days from now

i'll be packing up lightly

getting rid of the weight that slows me down

heading straight for the sun

casting shadows behind me

blocking out all i used to know

i'll thank you for letting me go

i was never alone

i've been telling myself

that the sky will get brighter

sometimes that's something i need to hear

as i wander along

and the colors start fading

sometimes i wait for the sparks to reappear

they don't come around much these days

but one thing's still clear

that was a pretty good year