All The Different Places

I think of all the different places we shared
So far from where I am now
A foreign land, a distant shore
The far side of this world
I think of all the different places we shared
You and I and our youth
Squandered and scattered and left behind
like hair in the drain after the shower
I think of all the different places we shared
and all the times we should have held to
but couldn't, because to do so we would have to know
And in knowing, we would have changed it
and then it would be lost
as it is lost
as they are all lost
The different places we shared