Time to Change

This was one of the last songs I wrote while still living my parents and right before I got married. This is an end of an era poem for me.

Interestingly enough seems rather appropriate for today as well:) Seems like we are always moving in and out of different seasons in our life.

Time to change

I leave and return

Try to listen and learn

Memories I start to find

Closer than further behind

Now I leave wont return

Time to go out and learn

Humble abode starts to change

Instantly it starts to rain

if in new life there is a death

To that’s old, to all you hold

If things cant stay the same

it is time to change

time to move on with today

I walk to a friend

Steps away from door

Small town you know my face

But I aint coming round here no more

A flower blooms a new days dew

Do you struggle I know I do

With when to walk and when to run

They to pace yourself to run

Call you up come on over

I guess you cant I guess I cant

Good thoughts and intentions over

Life ends life begins

This crazy cycle starts over again

Again again again again

A little redundant again again

On and off again again

I guess it starts all over again