Old Tire Swing
Things from long ago,
things we all know,
memories of the past,
that passed by too fast...
Spinning and turning,
on an old tire swing,
lost in thoughts...
lost in childhood dreams
Life was so easy,
swinging under a tree,
no worries of future,
or what was to be...
I'm gonna find...
find me an old tree,
find an old tire...
find a piece of rope,
...full of hope
full of dreams...
I'm gonna swing...
beneath an old tree,
...gonna revisit,
gonna remember...
childhood dreams...
Memories made,
dreams that fade...
lost in time,
lost in mind,
childhood memories...
feeling like a king,
floating like a butterfly,
spinning and turning,
on butterfly wings...
so much hope...
so many dreams...
swinging and dreaming...
on an old tire swing....
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