these blue skies have turned grey
our years have long departed
the only thing we have left are memories
to you she has already walked away
will we ever cherish our time
or do we toss like the docks along the ohio
it is sad to see you choke on your own bitterness
choke on it and i will watch you drown in yourself
go ahead and push away the hand that is open
push on me again and i will walk away