The Lifestyle That Got Away - The High Strung

The Lifestyle That Got Away - The High Strung
It's the lifestyle that got away slipped right through my
Hands that day
The moon came up the light came through the window
Of my old bedroom
While my parents were asleep
I imagined every way I could go with the blankets
Bunched at my feet
How a million models will present themselves with everyone you
Meet
I picked one I couldn't resist it blazed upon my
Writing desk
A lifetime reflected there in the glass from the ol'
State fair
In the basket of my seat
And I've never been so loaded with life as I
Was in that moonlight
The reasoning sure the future secure and everything in sight
While my parents were asleep
I imagined every way I could go with the blankets
Bunched at my feet
How a million models will present themselves with everyone you
Meet
It's the lifestyle that got away it slipped right through
My hands that day
When I think what might have been it frightens me
To sleep again
I got the outcome on repeat
I remember it well the way it felt when the
Options wouldn't quit
Now I watch them going old men in clothes that
Someday might have fit