We are so tired of this and we want it to end
We want to see our friends again and for this whole ordeal to be over
We didn’t sign up for this
Not good enough, go back (the present)
We remember the last time we drove down from the mountains
We remember wondering if we will see any of those people again
We remember a strange feeling on that trip
Hope shadowed by anxiety, dig deeper (leaving the mountains)
We remember the glass splinters in our hands and the acid burns on our forearms
We remember a sense of accomplishment at the end of a long day
We remember getting home to a house full of guests and wishing we could be alone
But they were good friends, if you can recall (quitting a job)
We remember losing a close friend to sickness too early
We remember how positive that person was until the very end
We remember realizing how much we had learned from that individual
You’re getting somewhere, try again (a friend died)
We remember the excitement of a new journey
We remember meeting so many fascinating people
We remember the basement we lived in fondly
And the nickname you have because of it, try harder (moving to the mountains)
We remember feeling lost without any sense of direction
We remember the decision to stop what we were doing and start over
We remember thinking that it was the right decision
That was a defining moment, think past it (deciding to leave college)
We remember getting along with everyone even when we thought we didn’t like them
We remember throwing rocks a fence talking about life with a false enemy
We remember being happy to see our friends growing into themselves
A very long time ago now, how much further can you go (high school)
We remember moving away to a magical place for a significant time
We remember the girl who could play piano so well
We remember understanding why some people believe in faeries
Good memories, keep going (living in a foreign country)
We remember how much energy we had and when nothing could stop us
We remember being adept at catching lizards and frogs and spiders and crickets
We remember running through the endless woods without a care in the world
You’re almost there, one last attempt (early childhood)
We remember being taught a new concept and the fascination of learning
We remember an early spark of understanding the way the world works
We remember marching proudly around the house chanting “photosynthesis”
Ah, there it is… (life)
And we do believe that it will continue
