The sinking feelings
They allow me to question whether this time is spent or slips by.
Whether this is forever, now, hello or goodbye
So nice to see you : can't remember the color of your eyes
yesterday we'll think about tomorrow, it won't be a surprise
I like where we are now, the simple things reign
over the complicated with which they've been replaced
Now like the pages in books that i have skipped, i look back
never quite knowing where it is that i relapsed into a mood that I've known
The sinking feelings, wave around in my bed, in my head
gotta let go, gotta get up, its time for this now
friend
When i was a child
when i was a child, my feet were very important
remembering sidewalk cracks, and my wet hands
my crooked teeth, my teeth were very important
when i was a child i remember climbing trees
not worried about dinner, or how long i can
sit on my knees
remembering sidewalk cracks, and my wet hands
my crooked teeth, my teeth were very important
when i was a child i remember climbing trees
not worried about dinner, or how long i can
sit on my knees
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