sing me a song of forgotten days

watching the sun set over the pacific ocean and suddenly things come to mind that you hadn't thought of in ages and all the while you know they're there in the back of your mind keepin you sane keepin it real and as the moon rises welcoming the blackest of night and the twinkling eyes above me reach out and take my hand i hear voices whispers in the dark melodies of lost days and friendships left too long to the wind and the chorus of a day not so long ago past another takes it's place and i see the voices take shape in the wind rustling through the trees whipping around the earth like a cloud cought on a tree branch wrapping it's fingers around the sky enveloping me in the cotton candy dreams of my youth i recognize those laments and visions of palestrina and mozart dance before my eyes i close them and the voices sing soft lullabys as the twinkling eyes above me kiss me to sleep and carry me off across the pacific toward the horizon. love, your bitch

I remember you...an "asshole" can never forget.