Nostalgia is a lighthouse
shining its light for new ships
Nostalgia enjoys what is,
no desire for things to change,
but ere long, Nostalgia watches
as the ships sail away
so Nostalgia waits
......
Hey Butterfly, I know
You’re in the middle of something,
being stuck on the verge
hidden between the lines of dilemma.
I am not tired of waiting
I had the bricks of emotions,
and the sand of long lasting memories.
I have built a wall I cannot climb over
Trapping me inside, can’t even escape.
You know? being a flower
......
Uncertain... I'm aboard the boat... my sail up.
I'm brightened by the fleeting gusts of wind
that leave quicker than they came.
Moving me about a painstakingly uneventful broad circle periodically
nudged by resolute bodies of ice.
Confused. I feel that Tommy understands.
......
another night
I zip my lips and throw away the key
put on a smile
until it becomes a real part of me
Nostalgia is a lighthouse
shining its light for new ships
Nostalgia enjoys what is,
no desire for things to change,
but ere long, Nostalgia watches
as the ships sail away
so Nostalgia waits
......
another night
I zip my lips and throw away the key
put on a smile
until it becomes a real part of me
Uncertain... I'm aboard the boat... my sail up.
I'm brightened by the fleeting gusts of wind
that leave quicker than they came.
Moving me about a painstakingly uneventful broad circle periodically
nudged by resolute bodies of ice.
Confused. I feel that Tommy understands.
......
Hey Butterfly, I know
You’re in the middle of something,
being stuck on the verge
hidden between the lines of dilemma.
I am not tired of waiting
I had the bricks of emotions,
and the sand of long lasting memories.
I have built a wall I cannot climb over
Trapping me inside, can’t even escape.
You know? being a flower
......