You were there
My pedantic sidekick
Washed in memories
Waiting for the doors to open with the sunrise
We sat on the fence drinking Tahitian Treat.
Skipping school, acting the fools
Walking the line on tip toe
Slowly, slowly finding life in this terror
You held my hand tightly and said,
“This is it. We have happened.”
Well, then. What do we do now?
