At the thought of the old room
All light gone,
Then you realize so much is lost
innocence and childhood all gone
Recklessness and youthful lust
At the thought of how it all started
You realize a lot has been missing
Old narrow roads became wider
Our once preferred place
Now a mud of memories
at the thought of how long we've gone
We realize the world is moving fast
It only deceives us by the seconds
At the thought of how long we've gone
We realize the world is moving fast
It only deceives us by the seconds
At the thought of how far you've come
You look back to see what you left behind
the past left a while ago
Folks flesh turned into dry bone
Dry bone turned to dust
At the thought of life and time
You realize so much is lost and gone
Only very few will return
Sweet pain in the end
Will bring happy memories
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