The true times told, rushing in the waves of the past
We think the times will be a changing, and yet they never do
And yet when we look back, it’s a blur
The years they all flew by
And now were are lying, ready to die
Did we give ourselves the chance?
To stop looking forward, to just look at what we were?
We rarely looked back then, to the future we seemed to be
And yet it was the future that slowly ran from we
We never truly took our grip, on the moment that was the now,
We never really took a moment, to figure out, to wonder how
God why now do I wish to be upon the steps her lips kissing me
The moments that now seem fresh in my mind, the memories I wish for the most
Yet we always seemed to be the race, who always wanted what others had
What others were, to see what others saw
Tranquility in our lives, happiness on our lips, and money in our pockets
So few of those things matter, just a few memories remain close to me
And if I could store them forever with me they would seem to be the greatest thing
That’s what you’d think, but I shall not
For if a moment was not that, it would lose all meaning
The seconds we live, shall soon be no more, her soft touch, his warm deep smile
The things I miss most, I cherish not only because they were some of my happiest times
For they were undoubtedly the moments when I felt my greatest glee
But most of all they made me smile for days on end when I thought of them
The moments when I was so happy
The moments was all they were, but they spread through my life, thin at time but enough to taste the joy
They were enough to keep me breathing, and yes, constant joy would have been nice
But I would have never truly felt its touch, as I think I would, for when something never ends
For then I would be a wishing, for happier times then those I was, and the happiness I thought I could feel
were only greater thoughts of glee
And never in this cycle will I always be that happy
For wishin for some more I will always be
And never will I be able to spread, my joy
They joy I feel from thee
The joy that comes from loving you, and being loved
The forever, never ever seems so silly poo
When I contemplate a single moment of joy from you
The joy of seeing you’re smiling face, the gentle fragrance that flows from you
For moments they put me in a trace, moments I shan’t soon forget, for when the impending pain does arrive
Back to that moment my thoughts quickly stride
And soon the pain it washes away, those unhappy strands of twine slowly snap away
For my moment was a moment its time to exist to, has faded away
But still in mind and memory, my moments with you, stay close to me.
If they lasted forever, I would not know the magnitude of the joy
For as your Doll I’ll sit and die, for even life must come to an end
And when from this resting spot, my final string shall be cut, I’ll never know, nor shall I care for I know I
must go on
So till then I go on a’living, looking foreword and looking back
I keep my eyes on the road in front though, with past joys to make up for unhappiness I wouldn’t want to
Lack.

Richard DeLong
4-23-98