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