Old D-35

As long as there's a sky
Turning into darkness after day
as long as you and I are standing 
in a photograph in a frame
As long as there's a vine of summer squash
And peach pie on a sill
As long as there's still time and room to chase it
to try and hold it still
An old hat in the hallway
The way the light turns gold
Twilight on a fall day
And the sound of your old D-35
As long you appear in my dreams
To show me how it was
As long as I am here to shake a fist 
At the universe above
A shot glass filled with whisky
A screen door that won't close
loneliness and mystery
and the sound of your old D-35
We find the one we're meant for 
if we're truly meant to be
As if fate's in charge
and all we have to do is call on destiny

As long as there are songs
That sound like rain on an old terne roof
As long as we belong to another time
Before we knew how much we'd lose
As long as there's a sky 
Turning into darkness after day
As long as you and I are frozen
In a photograph in a frame
A cigarette's ash glowing
An endless stretch of road
Everything worth knowing
And the sound of your old
D 35