Entry 404 - Younger

Me and my bro when we were little. I have no idea where this is. Probably somewhere like the river side at Ilkley where you can rent a boat. I have forgotten!

It's funny how I wish sometimes I could go back to this age and start again.

Funny how one can learn
To grow numb to the madness
And block it away
I left the worst unsaid
Let it all dissipate
And I try to forget

Life was a winding road
And I learned many things
Little ones shouldn't know

Still feel like a child
As I look at the moon
Maybe I grew up
A little too soon