Marquette Street

 
Often, I think back to times much simpler than this

When I was carefree, with a smile on my lips

My friends were by my side,



Letting out laughs we all couldn’t hide, when we’d



Pass around the bottle



With an excess of “remember that time”



Now those days have somehow passed us by



We’re all getting older, and leading separate lives



Most of them are starting families, having babies,

going to war, leaving the state,

gettin' married and havin wives

There’s never enough time, between school and workin 9 -5’s



And those people seem to be deteriorating over time

some are still here, and have stayed by me for almost half my life

but a lot has changed

as we all continue to age

And it leaves me wondering, what fine print I’ve missed



In the contract of time, I don’t remember



Ever signing up for this



Its inevitable I guess



Never the less, the simpler times are what I miss, because



Now I’m beginning to feel alone



As every year I inevitably grow older

and as I'm about to lose my childhood home,

one of the only places ive ever known,

i have no choice but to brush it off my shoulder

but still,

There's a head full of doubt

a weight in my heart

as  I walk down my block

as I wave goodbye to life's start

i know i can't stop the process of time

but what i can do is stop focusing on "tick tock"

and take with me the memories I surely can't leave behind
and if nothing else,
at least i'll have my memories

and that leaves me with a smile on my face, because

memories are what i'll keep

when i make the final goodbye wave to good old marquette street



Alone or not, I’ll always smile when I reminisce,

about times that have been

much simpler than this.
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