The Roof

Let's drink to the sunset while listening to The Rolling Stones.

With the cigarette smoke clinging to our clothes and our bodies feel light and warm, where our emotions are delicate like a crystal wine glass.

Where together we are one.

Sitting atop a roof while the heat of the sun turns the sky crimson.

Where we can’t feel our feet against the ground where we feel like we’re floating.

Let's take a swing to our memories and our blackouts.

To the blind fucks and bitter tasting beer.

Where being intoxicated helps us forget about the things we refuse to say.

Our eyes are glassy and red, not from tears but from the pot we smoke, summer in that instance feels forever, it feels infinite.

Together we are infinite.

Memories don’t sleep and neither do we.

The smell of chlorine burning our noses, just as we are burning our minds.

Sick off of alcohol, sick off weed.

We say we’d never do these things, but here we are.

So get on your knees as the rocks pierce your skin, and do your job so quick and clean.

The drugs will help you feel love for him again.

It’ll make you crave every inch of his bastard body.

It’ll cloud your mind of everything that he has done.

He’ll rip your heart out again.

And you’ll love him again.

We don’t know who we are or what we want anymore..

So chug the vodka till your mind is fuzzy, do all the things your promised mommy you wouldn’t do.

Say good-bye to childhood and all the things you thought you knew.

Sit beside me atop this roof as the sky turns purple.

Sit with me and think that this was his favorite color.

Remember them, remember that we were infinite.

As cigarette smoke cling to our hands and hair, remember that we are rebels.

That we don’t feel.

Summer was infinite once upon time.

So sit with me while we listen to The Rolling Stones.

Let's let our throats get tight as we remember every word.

Keep screaming the lyrics as the memories flow back.

As we choke on our tears.

As our hearts feel broken and pierced.

Run with me through the quiet streets.

Once filled with us and our bond.

Run with me as the sun gets taken away by black.

Run even though the rain is beating hard against our face.

The cold sobering our destroyed minds.

Cry with the sky, and everything we once stood for.

Fall onto your knees and remember what love was.

As you cry with nature.

As you cry for the people God took from you.

So here I sit atop this roof.

Doing all the things I said I’d never do.

I drink to the dark skies as I remember their embrace.

I smoke to the rain as I remember your face,

As I cry to the songs I knew you’d never hear.

I remember summer and its infinite memories.

Summer will be born again.

They never will.

Here I sit atop this roof.

Drinking to the skies you’ll never see again.

Here I sit atop this roof.

Drinking to the skies I’ll never see again.