Don't Let It Wait - Josh Pyke

And there’ll come a time

When the hand holding mine

May become calloused

Or may become careless

Or weathered and wise

Coz nothing hurts much

Much more than the way

Everything grows

Then everyone goes

And all of us fade

And some days don’t feel right

And you won’t know why

And some years you won’t hold as dear to your heart

As the ones to arise

So don’t let it wait, don’t let it wait

Don’t let it wait til the next time

And the boys drew their hearts

Drew their hearts on my hands

And I closed them tight

For fear that I might

Not hold what I have

And we are all kites held by a string

Who long for the sky

But don’t get yourself high

And not tied to a thing