i saw the year pass like a film reel like quivering frames through the shutter wheel golden like that summer time projecting light through my twilight mind the road on the edge of the coastline sun flaring in through the mountain pines i was clinging on behind the growl of an engine in overdrive i was younger then and slipping from you only guided by the push and pull i deserted in one day let the photos blow through the alleyway and all the sun and golden times lost to the ocean s silver lines i was younger then and slipping from you only guided by the push and pull now i pass alone along that coast a stranger to where i lost the most and she will choose a wedding dress and i will fake some happiness i was younger then and slipping from you only guided by the push and pull