Bennett Coast – Fleet Week
In my new shoes watching fighter jets
Where they go, I can only guess
Playing four square on the blacktop
Camo pants and the bright white socks
I find my thoughts here again
Mark my height against the wall
Now I see that it was back when
The world was big, my problems small
Now I’m smoking day to day
Wrap my memories in haze
We’ve laughed and lived and we’ve cried
We’ve talked about when we die
Burning rooftop cigarettes
See a plane fleet overhead
18 jets in the pink sky
18 years passing me by
