Greenstreets from Mood Swings by August on Sunday

Greenstreets

If I had to choose between the emptiness and you and me
I know. I’d be alone.
You had to go and choose the Island
I had to stick around and choose the streets that made me

Do you hear that careless whisper?
the one we swore we’d never hear
Do you miss our aimless vision?
or does this fall on deafened ears?

Near the end old friend
Just lay down and dream again

Decades of yesterdays slowly influencing me
in ways that show I’ve changed
Maybe I could dial back my tendency to overreact
and say “are you ok?”

Do you miss our aimless vision?
the one we swore we’d hardly seen?
Do you miss that careless whisper?
or does this fall on deafened ears?

Near the end old friend
Just lay down and dream again

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