Thursday, February 2, 2012

That Year

I’m listening to Brandi Carlile’s “That Year” today.

 

I must have been sleeping,
I must have been drinking,
I havent been dreaming about you for years.
There was a sharp turn and a sunburn
I was too cool for high school that year.

Must have have been new years, no one invited you,
You took things too far but i missed you
And your antics. you were lonesome and
Blue-eyed and so special to us.

You should have taken a long break
Instead of a long drop from a high place.
Ten years i never spoke your name.
Now it feels good to say it. your my friend again.

Said he forgave you, i said i hated you,
He was the bigger man, i was sixteen.
All the innocence it took well
I guess you finally made the year book. that year.
That year.

You should have taken a long break
Instead of a long drop, instead of a leap of faith,
Ten years i never spoke your name,
Now it feels good to say it you’re my friend again.

I was angry
I was a daughter
I was a Baptist
I was wrong