Maybe i'll bring you sunlight after all i'm sorry - Kris Roe

life is
only
as good as the memories we make<p>So long astoria
i found a map to buried treasure
and even if we come home empty handed
well still have our stories
of battle scars, pirate ships and wounded hearts,
broken bones, and all the best of friendships<p>and when this hourglass
has filtered out
its final grain of sand
i raise my glass to the memories we had
this is my wish
this is my wish
im takin back
im takin them all back

There's a lot on my mind so I guess that I'll take it one thing at a time, still sometimes I can't help but wonder why...

In heaven so wonderful Why are we oh so afraid of dying young We are dying young