All That You Won'T Remember

The sun doesn’t rise in these terrible skies The world was in ruins once Some kind of beautiful Hell sat around us Just you and me This was the saddest The truth could be It was like yesterday didn’t matter Only a banjo A fiddler and untouched strings Do you remember It was some kind of beautiful Lovely was a disastrous sport And futbol was a feeling Cigarettes ran from touch Smoke came as a form of trust And hope remained a potion of bad luck Do you remember when hell sat around us Tomorrow was unthought-of We were fishing for the blues Day light in sunny nights A harvest moon A picnic with apples Oranges and tomatoes ripe A midseason delight Can you guess who’s home We were just about human again "metaphors, cliche's, & no one else"