Why am I not here?
Remember when we used to go to shopping malls on the weekends?
'Adventure escapades' ,more like it.
We'd run up and down the elevated walkways,
then crash supermarkets to get food samples for lunch.
Mmm...food samples.
Probably the best thing supermarkets can offer that don't cost a cent.
Soup, cereal, noodles, cookies, tea- you name it.
... and gone were those childhood days.
Kinder my love for the piano,
it's possibly my favorite sound in the world.
You can sing a person to sleep with it,
or simply lash out your anger and plaintiveness on the minor keys.
I want to laze around on the couch lazily, curled up in a warm, fluffy comforter,
and watch those Disney Classics we used to watch back then.
Pop in those DVDs and pull out the pretzels, it's gonna be a lovely night.
Pop in those DVDs and pull out the pretzels, it's gonna be a lovely night.
" He's gone, you can't bring him back. He's gone on to a better place. "
