Times.

Good times are walking
And not saying a word
And skipping through puddles
Or dancing in the rain
Or sometimes just sitting
And finding pictures in the clouds

Good times are sitting
Outside in the dark
Surrounded by those candles
Swapping tales of madness and luck
Or replaying your favorite part
Of the tape over and over again

Good times are trying
To figure out the tangled lyrics
Or simply talking about things
That used to be or things soon to come
Or shooting a rubber band
Across the room, while nobody is looking

Good times are the places
We go when we aren’t supposed to
Or the stupid things we say
That neither will forget
Sometimes they are just being there
And doing nothing at all

Good times...are friends.






:( :(


pic : Rahul's album.