The moment was magic, then it slipped away
A lightning strike, that faded into gray
It was a pulse beat, hard and wild
That slipped through our fingers
Like youth’s lost child
To get back that feeling
Can it ever be the same
Just like a junkie
Trying to find that first vein
Scrambling to hold on
To the steepening slope
Of time’s own force
Against memory’s hope
We’re washing away
While our sandcastle of dreams
Crumbles and falls
Into wave after wave
Of the weight of it all
Time held our hand
For a frozen moment
As we danced to the band
Of simple content
Just us and the sky
And the warm summer wind
How can we ever
Find that again