Jimi Yamagishi: tunes/lyrix

The sweet voice, of acoustic guitar, brought me back in time
To a place that only lives in the back of my mind
Hard to reach and harder to find
Where a young boy runs through the sprinklers in the hot summer sun
Slurps a cold shaved ice, when the day is done
Skateboards & bikes piled up on the lawn, and we were the best of friends

But that was too many days ago, and before we get much older
Before all of the dreams we had have come to pass
One way or another
Come sit my friend talkstory, me and you

Connected by a common six-string dream, we went into the world
Finding things were not the way, we thought they would be
Too much to look at, but little to see
And the touch of a beautiful girl could take your breath away
And if you came back, there was nothing too say
The music could mend a broken heart, and we were the best of friends

But that was too many days ago, and before we get much older
Before all of the dreams we had have come to pass
One way or another
Come sit my friend talkstory, me and you

We set out on separate roads to find a purpose in life
God kept hiss promises, I’m okay, looks like you’re doing fine

But that was too many days ago, and before we get much older
Before all of the dreams we had have come to pass
One way or another
Come sit my friend talkstory, me and you