Miss It

Stoke came We get carried away Chasing our tails as we reach for the sun Those days we were skating and smoking our drugs Cold change But I won't be wasting away My bones may be old, but my blood still runs young Like pictures of film that sit in My mind feel short on time Don't want this to go But I'll be fine with you standing here by my side I miss it though Hip clothe, you wore calico What a wonderful mess we made on our road If tomorrow's no more, least know we lived well But our dreams, they're still shining Like the moon silver lining All the weight of the world, still no thought of regret The picture is set in My mind feel short on time Don't want this to go But I'll be fine with you standing here by my side I miss it though I miss it though In my mind, feel short on time Don't want this to go But I'll be fine with you standing here by my side I miss it though