Gone were the days where the sky meets the sea with eagerness and warmth
One bad day turned into weeks, then into months
Oh, how the city danced while I was misinformed
Darling no one's ever free when imprisoned by their mistrust
Good Riddance said the cynical clones with no thoughts of their own
Right where you left me is where the waves meet the shore
Islands grew, new life formed, everybody moved on
Evening soon settled without the evening of the score
Forgive and Forget is what my mother told me on that sabbath day
-Kevin Pedroza
