Sometimes all you need is life itself
Looking at things with a pair of new eyes
Sometimes all you need is dying in the moment
Feeling the grass with wet feet and all
Just the other day we were on the sidewalk
Talking softly, leaving out the details
Of what you meant and what I did
And just enjoying the flow of words
Remembering the days when we sat of the footpath
And ate the delicious bowl of some yummy stuff
And the noise of the cars in the background
Aiming to hit us with a song any time
Sometimes all you need is leaving out
The minor details of why, how, when and where
And not waiting for the end as it crawls
Sheepishly as we ignore her blissfully