Good Ole Days

Night skies surrounds me
Thunder flashes  fanciful
Unable to sleep I driving me crazy
Now the winds are swirling around  me
What does all this mean
Mind so off tilt

Why can't I go back
to the days when I was a kid
When my worries only came
when I needed some new kicks
Running and playing my days always
Was something that I long to be able to do
Going back to watching my morning tv on Saturday
When my father was grooming me
from a boy to a man
How much I miss those days

Growing up is becoming so unambiguous to me
I can't live in that past
Because the past is what ordain me
Through life lesson I have now come to be
Dug out if the dirt
Washed from my impurity
Pressurized and melted
Reborn to a new treasure
Even though I'm grown now
I still miss the good old days