HARD NOT TO MISS THOSE DAYS
WRITTEN BY J.R HILTON
2017
TEN FEET TALL, I'VE SEEN IT ALL
LOOKING DOWN ON MY SALVATION
SO IT'S COME TO THIS
IT'S HARD NOT TO MISS THOSE DAYS
WHEN EVERYTHING I
TOUCHED TURNED TO GOLD
EVERYTHING I WANTED
ALWAYS THERE
NOBODY, EVER DARED
NO ONE, EVER TRIED
TO TAKE MY, GOOD TIMES AWAY
HOW DID MY REPUTATION
COME TO RIDE
WHERE DETERMINATION
AND REALITY COLLIDE
ONE MORE SHOT
TO KILL THIS THING
DRAW QUICK, AIM TRUE
ONE STEP AHEAD
RIGHT ON CUE
NOTHING CHANGES
IF IT STAYS THE SAME
MAYBE
IT'S TIME TO CHANGE THE GAME
RUMORS SWIRL
LIKE HAIL IN THE RAIN
MOTHER WON'T YOU TELL ME
WHAT'S BEEN ON YOUR MIND
YOUR SON COULD USE SOME
OF YOUR ADVICE
THEN MAYBE ALL THIS
WON'T BE SO BAD
ALL TURN OUT NICE
WHAT ARE THE CHANCES
IT'LL HAPPEN TWICE
IT'S HARD, NOT TO MISS THOSE DAYS
THAT I OWNED, IN SO MANY WAYS
ONE GOOD TURN
DESERVES ANOTHER RUN
I SAY MY PRAYERS
AS I LAY MY HEAD
I'D PREFER TO GO TO SLEEP
BUT ALL THESE IDEAS
START RUNNING THROUGH MY MIND
HOW TO GET THERE FROM HERE
IT'S JUST A MATTER OF TIME
I'LL FIND, MY WAY ALRIGHT
WHERE I WANT TO BE
I'LL STAY WITH YOU
YOU AND I WILL SHINE
WITH MOUNTAIN SUNLIGHT
OUT THE WINDOWS
TURN MY TOUCH, BACK TO GOLD
FOR SAKE OF NEW AND OLD
SOMETHING, I CAN DO
GONNA TURN MY HAND
I WAS, I AM. AS I WAS
I WILL BE. REMEMBER ME
CROWING ABOUT THE SUNSET
TAKEN BY THE MOON
IT'S HARD NOT TO MISS THOSE DAYS
SEE ME THROUGH
IN DAYS OF NEW
BUSY, MAKING DREAMS COME TRUE
WILDFLOWERS, IN THE RAIN
RAINBOWS, NEVER TWO THE SAME
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