Winds of Change

Many would of thought that we would of been brothers If it wasn't for the fact of our different skin colors Video games in the winter playing sports in the summer Riding bikes all around to see what we'd discover Backyard wrestling, your grandpa stressing and Yelling to "keep it down" with his humble meek aggression and Your grandma was the queen be and I would be kneeling Respect her rules and she'd be cool, easy peasy Spending weeks camped out at your campground Riding four wheelers on the dry and the damp ground Mud flying off the tires, off the beaten path Still remember your grandma pulling them leaches off your ass When I moved to the city you were my first best friend Both of us living on the Southwest end But when I started high school you were in middle school Our tag team became two individuals And when your grandpa died I should of been there But I was young, dumb, and lost and a little bit scared Dishawn, I wish we could reminisce But I can't contact you so this message sits Don't want these memories to decay Like bodies that are rotting in the grave We're like Autumn leaves that fall and fade Carried by the endless winds of change Late night playing N64 We'd wake and play the same exact game in the morn Tyler the Pop Tart supplier The flavors that y'all catered it made the mornings fire Memories with your step dad Steve When we all would play kickball in the street When you moved to the other side of town You were on my mind but I never made the time to be around, I'm sorry And to my old friend Brock Heard you was in the military when the war was hot We used to walk to each other through the field and the woods Neighbors in that country town that had me feeling so good Sometimes I ponder with the fallen leaves When we used to catch crawdads in the creek Finally found you on Facebook to share the memories But after all these years you don't remember me Don't want these memories to decay Like bodies that are rotting in the grave We're like Autumn leaves that fall and fade Carried by the endless winds of change In the winds of change you can see them blow Before they hit the ground where they decompose Some travel miles like a scenic road Some come back to haunt like you seen a ghost When chlorophyll fills the forest hill It makes memories just before it wilts When the Autumn breeze begins to blow And life covers you really deep in the snow Don't want these memories to decay Like bodies that are rotting in the grave We're like Autumn leaves that fall and fade Carried by the endless winds of change Don't want these memories to decay Like bodies that are rotting in the grave We're like Autumn leaves that fall and fade Carried by the endless winds of change