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A taste of nostalgia

There’s nothing like thinking back
on February nights
when we rocked the whole world away.
There’s nothing like thinking back
on February nights,
but they’re forever gone away.

There’s nothing like the sweet smell
of dust and dying dreams,
when we believed we were the best.
There’s nothing like memories
of dusty dreams now dead
to make this lonely soul confess.

There’s nothing like nostalgia
to cause the heart to burn
and ache and long for days of old.
There’s nothing like nostalgia
to cause the mind to learn:
daydreams simply wear on the soul.

Dreaming of a dreary past
will cause the soul to hurt.
Can’t nostalgia just go away?

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Graduation day

People were scurrying through the corridor.
Caps, gowns, smiles
I leaned against a wall, looking for you.
Families, friends, strangers
One million people passed me by.
Laughter, chatter, footsteps
You called my name. Delighted, I looked up.
Concern, tall, beauty
You asked me why I waited in the hall.
Love, longing, you
We walked and talked and in my mind
we were together again.
Love, you, life

But then reality set in
and I watched you walk away.
Reality set in
and I was all alone.

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Turning around

Do you have those moments
where months of strengh
are killed
by seconds of pain?

And do you have those moments
when your heart
makes you fall
flat on your face?

I’m not here
to make you feel better.
I’m sorry
for ever telling you my name.

Because it’s all about to change.
Once my own decisions
finally drive me insane,
I’ll turn around
and change.

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Lonely birds

A lonely bird leaving home for the winter
Lost himself in tears along the way
Who am I, where is hope when I need it?
Never turning back, flying away

The vast and empty sky stares at the sea
Reflections show such a difference
How do I know things I see are real?
Insecurities make too much sense

Our lonely bird has now fallen from grace
Our lonely bird flied defiantly instead
His only last regret was perfection
Perfecting imperfection every day

And on the day he died, no one noticed
Not a tear that ever would be shed
’cause lonely birds fly solo for a reason
We only see loneliness once they’re dead

Now the sky, so empty, dreads the season
Another lonesome victim falls from grace
Loneliness a disease to be stricken
To everyone in every single place

A lonely bird abandons his whole world
To fly away from home, where he has heard
Happy days await those who are patient
As for us, we’ll just be lonely birds

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