pastel skateboards

We used to waste the afternoons

On pastel skateboards in suburbia

Wishing we were twenty-two

In a penthouse somewhere with a city view

Bet that building has wasted away by now

Collecting dust with you

And the memories that all are faded somehow

But that's on me too

And I miss you

But in the way of early days

If we were to talk now, don’t know what I'd say

I want to hear about everything

But everything's just too much to take