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Song I wrote.

Lyrics:

Owen Wardlaw
November 15, 2016


The Middle Part


And 20 years later you might hear this song,
you’ll be so sad that you waited this long.
To peel the curtains and look outside,
and see everything that happened to everyone alive.
And 80 years later you'll probably be dead,
and the only one who knew the wonders of your head.
Was an ancient book that was under your bed,
That was full of blank pages you never wrote in.

And maybe someday when you hear this song,
you’ll actually think about singing along.
And if you take your car and drive real far,
far enough to get away you’ll still be right here.
Times a a funny thing, it really isn't real at all,
and the paper due on Monday, well it isn't real at all.
And that shift you have have 4:30, it isn't real at all,
and that date you have on Friday, well it isn't real at all.
And when you goto sleep at night you don’t sleep at all.

If time was a letter I’d write it to my mom,
and tell her about the hours I spend getting my 8 hours.
So I can run around instead,

And now that I'm older well I haven't gotten smart,
I can’t spend hours just playing with the flowers.
And now that I can think, well I think I've thought it all,
I think that I have thought it all.

And then then we’ll be riding giant kites in the sky.
And now that you're gone you might even sing this song,
the only song you ever heard that made you feel this strong.
And if memories were real, you'd remember it all,
the times you spent walking around this old hall.

And now that you're old you might even sing this song,
looking back on life, you've taking this long.
And of all the friendly faces that you never got to meet,
the only one that mattered was your own.