Geschreven voor een vriendin die ik kwijt ben geraakt dankzij een ruzie.
Memory Tree
It’s been six months now and
It kinda scares me to find
I still meet you when I run
Across the pathway of my mind
It’s been six months now and
I’m just a little tired
Of waking up right in the arms
Of undisclosed desires
I guess we’re lost but
Where should I search for us
Should I actually search for us
I just can’t stand it when I realize
After summer, you’ll be out of sight
After summer, you’ll be out of sight
It’s been six months now and
I wonder how I manage to breathe
Since my lungs are slowly filling
Themselves with agony
It’s been six months now and
I’m under this memory tree
Unlike all the leaves did
It wouldn’t give up on me
I guess we’re lost but
Where should I search for us
Should I actually search for us
I just can’t stand it when I realize
After summer, you’ll be out of sight
After summer, you’ll be out of sight
After summer, you’ll be out of sight
I told myself I’m not yet ready to let go
But time denies
I just can’t stand it when I realize
After summer, you’ll be out of sight
After summer, you’ll be out of sight
[ bericht aangepast op 19 dec 2011 - 21:03 ]
Destiny is what you're supposed to do. Fate is what kicks you in the ass to make you do it.