such a rush

lazy summer sunshine, I'm buzzing in the heat
of a half-remembered childhood back when everything seemed sweet
playing in the remnants of a generation's dreams
& the echoes of guitars, it always seems like such a
rush towards the future, I never could have known
just how fleeting was eternity that wore away the-
stoned again & wondering how I got to here
but I think I'll put a record on & have another beer