Things To Forget

I got to put some things in the groundEven with this season coming aroundIt's green's last gaspAnd leaves brownAnd autumn days are winding downI got to get it out of my headAnd make good on some things i've saidIn case you overheard my plansAnd find me out as the talker that I amBut holidays are made for readingAnd remembering things that are worth repeatingIn the clatter of the afternoonIn the sunlight that is leftWe can make a list of things to forgetMaybe the drive was a little too longCan we pull over to the shoulder so I can write this songThe carpet they laid out is a grey shade of redRoad work aheadThat's what we saidBut holidays are made for readingAnd remembering things that are worth repeatingIn the clatter of the afternoonIn the sunlight that is leftWe can make a list of thingsTo forget the false startsAnd the loose stringsThe feelings of regret that ringOn a day when you haven't done much of anything