And I faded away to the Rolling Stones,
with memories I put away.
Silly thoughts of you that don't even rhyme
and a childhood I wished away.
Moments for which,
if given the chance, I'd give my life away.
I missed you even when we were still here –
a minute away...
Of course I did nothing
after all, we were leaving; we're going away.
A summer wasted on excuses (I was always good at those),
a talent I would give away.
And I would say music helped,
but that would be a lie, and unhealed, I wasted away.
I drowned myself in books,
moments of belonging to a world that was a world away.
And Pride and Prejudice gave me shaky hopes,
before we went away...
For what felt like forever, like The World At Large
while I floated away, on a lukewarm current
and all summer long, I just faded away.