Driving on a road back home
And I get so lost in time
So many stones unturned
And memories left behind
I see my old grade school
Closed and rotting away
No one jumping off the tree
Where my friends and I did play
Brother can you hold on
Hold on one minute more
So I can find my childhood
Where I lost it before
Driving further down the road
And they say don’t look back
Remember so many friends
While others fade to black
Parties at midnight
Bonfires singing their tune
Nothing on those gravels roads now
Except echoes to the moon
Brother can we stop here
Stop here one second more
So I can hold my springtime
Before it fades in summer’s door
Pulling over down the road
When they tell me don’t stop
I know I want to stand here tall
But the thoughts just make me drop
Looking at the rivers flow
Where I learned to be a man
No sense in crying for them now
So why do I still give a damn
Brother can we leave here now
And be gone in one hour more
So I can come back to now
And forget what I’m crying for
Drive me away
Drive me home
Drive me dear brother
Drive me on and on








Powerfully penned, Brandon. An excellent write full of nostalgia that hits hard my friend. I can definitely relate. Nicely done as always. Appreciate you.
Damian