A glance back to past

Tears on the clothes 

Of a boy

He found and lost some

Toys 


And he does smile sometimes

But then cries his eyes

Took a glance back to past

And it’s not only joy


Try to hold on to nothing

Let them go fast

Cherish the savory, sweet

Mixture blocks


Don’t burn those tapes

They formed your current taste

A pretty good collection

Of all those aches 


And it’s still good to be here

You came prepared dear

It’s great to be here

Slow down and look at those years


Season the drink however you want

Get high up to the clouds

And fall to the core 

Your footprints draw the map

And write a full story 

It’s good to be laying in torn garments

On the floor with glory


It’s still good to be alive

Show yourself tonight

It’s great to be here 

I wish you a happy new year


- A

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