© Electric Babylon Music Author: M.M.
Well the past is never dead it’s only dying, and it’s easy to imagine
you’ll never stop crying, but the pain is the steps we take toward
healing, but sometimes we feel so much we’re not sure what we’re
feeling, and then one day there’s an intimate stranger looking you in
the eye, and your not sure when this started or even why, but it’s the
facts not the reasons that turn the page, and emotional politics just
grow more corrupt with age.
When the slightest wind tosses your mood like it was a feather, and
you know in your soul what you wont admit in your heart, this is
It’s been so many years of tangled memories and false confessions,
trying to get somewhere in a series of infinite regressions, you tell
your friends things like he’s lost and trying to recapture his youth, we
psychoanalyze the motives when we don’t want to face the truth, am I
happy well I’m sad to say yes I am, though it’s not true I know you
imagine that I don’t give a damn, but I don’t have any regrets and I’m
sorry but I never learned to hate the enemy, it would be as impossible
for me to forget you as you to ever forgive me.
When you feel like all your doing is growing apart together, and when
confusion is the only thing your sure about, you know this is goodbye
I know sometimes I’m hard to find but I always gave you good clues,
but I know it’s so hard to play when you know your gonna lose, now
the future is so anonymous I hate to think of you lonely and scared, I
hope one day you can look back and be glad not sad about all we
shared, I only wish you well I always did I always will, it’s not all just
thrown away I know it meant something but I know right now that’s
hard to feel, to hurt you hurt me more than anything I’ve ever done,
yes you were one in a million but you just weren’t the one.
When your heart feels like your head and lace feels like leather, and the
rain is falling back up to the sky, this is goodbye weather.
May you find the medicine of days.