Float

Sometimes I think of them now Those honey-scented days When sun's bright rays shone on my face Then summer blazed through the trees And softened by the shade It filled that sylvan place Float Go with the flow Not high not low Before you go Float And live in hope When judgement comes It comes to save us all Now all that's left is a sound A hollow echoing No faith no heart in what I make And those bright things I once saw Are shadowy Dead leaves Like dreams Drift on the lake Float Go with the flow Not high not low Before you go Float And live in hope When judgement comes It comes to save us all