Bottles
If I could store memories in bottles And relive them whenever I wished I'd save all the sad memories And lay them all to rest If the world would cease spinning for a moment If I could breathe and rest I'd break apart all the emotions I've bottled And make space in my chest If I could win all the wars I've battled I'd be lost from within For a win, is not a win But simply a delay A victorious state, that's to be certain But what about the unending fray For a fight ends somewhere And it begins in a different place So believe me when I tell you That if we could We'd all bottle up with grace Place all the times we've lost The memories that have passed The journeys, from coast to coast Every single smile in our past We'd store them all in bottles till we die And rest, with them in our grasps Pass them on to our friends Our families And whoever else cared in the last Few moments, we breathed, and smiled, too Our chests are clear as day See if they could ...