Gold Plated Sequins

We had empty pop bottles in the back There was skinny flag models on the track Old past memories started flooding back Remember that crackhead posted in the trap Remember the sleazes that didn't believe us When we was just young sons dreaming You can say what you want now But I might not hear you from the bleachers Always been more than a tad facetious Taught a trick what comedic relief is Got covid relief check And spent it all on sequins, gold-plated All I do is seek wins We had empty pop bottles in the back There was skinny flag models on the track Old past memories started flooding back Remember that crackhead posted in the trap Remember the guitar being hauled For a mile or two Writing, singing songs and tunes Remember when we would groove to the blues On those late night, date nights Win until we lose Sitting on the pavement We'd talk there till two And at the dinner table Ya moms would save us places I was in a marathon While you were winning races But we'd meet up afterwards Banter lifting graces Connection amazing Who is time to change it But far away places been calling my name Since that instance I was static and indifferent Had to fold my hand to get a new one My decision in the nuance of who I once was We had empty pop bottles in the back There was skinny flag models on the track Old past memories started flooding back Remember that crackhead posted in the trap Remember the sleazes that didn't believe us When we was just young sons dreaming You can say what you want now But I might not hear you from the bleachers