Testo Pine Away

Evening, the sky is glowing

underneath us the grass is slowing down

on its way up to the sun.


Lying around devoting

time to watching the stars exploding

on into space one by one.



Takes me to a distant place and time

this is not the first time I have pined.

Puts me in a distant state of mind,

this is not the first time I have pined,
I pine away.



I love the older people,

they seem to live in a world of simple life

where simple pleasures still belong.



Years past, they contemplated

how the world was less complicated

years before they came along.



Takes me to a distant place and time

this is not the first time I have pined.

Puts me in a distant state of mind,

this is not the first time I have pined,



I pine after my home, the yard

the olden days, the faraway

weird star that rained over it all



Lying around devoting

time to watching the stars exploding

on into space one by one.



Takes me to a distant place and time

this is not the first time I have pined.

Puts me in a distant state of mind,

this is not the first time I have pined,

I pine away...