3 acessos
I am getting older
And it's like I'd rather be recreating
Moments from memory
Than accept living out the rest of my youth.
Terminally nostalgic, objective.
It's the way that things should have been.
Every feeling's been felt
And nothing is ever funny anymore.
Shamed to be a first draft.
I want to be more than a point of reference
To all of the other
Figures of my younger years.
It's something misleading
That makes me so ....
Terminally nostalgic, objective
It's the way that things should have been.
I just want to be alone
Nothing makes sense till it’s gone.
One winged angel help me feel
Something current something real.
Retrospectively I see I need more than there was
Retrospectively I see I can make my own memory.