Lost Boys

Puffing circles of smoke in the crisp air Smoke slowly dissipating concealing innocence swimming in my mind, sinking into bliss Dozing off while smoking grass My friends were a mirror and I was reflection. We were always broke, no money for gas Sleeping till noon, only to see the moon. Pitching in money to get a pack of cigarettes just to stay on track How i miss those days, getting lost in our Neverland I loved my boys, their expeditions were mine We all found each other in the loneliest times It's been ages since i last saw their faces As memories fade, i will keep these days entangled in my mind till I die never forgetting the short time when I felt alive