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when the laughter was deep
Time is the seasons of our life
we get older every day
while all the golden moments
like sunsets sadly fade away
Everything is in these moments
in sunsets and sunrises anew
yet in the endtruly there are few
moments are never getting younger
every day begins and ends
through some perpetual hunger
hopes that seem to fade away
slowly slowing before the end
Looking back on the times
on the times of life passed away
wanting so much to find a better place
My childish hopes hoping on a better place to play
All the places we will never go
My deepest dreams you will never know
moments feeling like they wouldnt end
oh the days I wish I just might have saved
hold on loosely to what never lasts
falling through my hands like it was sold
like decisions the die we cast
love eternal sacrificed for past
nights are never warm by looking back
without touch memories leave you sad
days like haze days together
in the sun the stars the weather
pile up destruction by regrets
emptiness like an empty pest
swallow darkness nonetheless
only one place is a place of rest
selling selves when theres more to buy
delusion of the heart worth the why's
give the gifts to less than the sum
loss of warmth like countless setting suns
moments when filled by every need
taking for granted sacrices for peace
the only truth those days swinging between trees
when the world was right
when the laughter was so deep
we get older every day
while all the golden moments
like sunsets sadly fade away
Everything is in these moments
in sunsets and sunrises anew
yet in the endtruly there are few
moments are never getting younger
every day begins and ends
through some perpetual hunger
hopes that seem to fade away
slowly slowing before the end
Looking back on the times
on the times of life passed away
wanting so much to find a better place
My childish hopes hoping on a better place to play
All the places we will never go
My deepest dreams you will never know
moments feeling like they wouldnt end
oh the days I wish I just might have saved
hold on loosely to what never lasts
falling through my hands like it was sold
like decisions the die we cast
love eternal sacrificed for past
nights are never warm by looking back
without touch memories leave you sad
days like haze days together
in the sun the stars the weather
pile up destruction by regrets
emptiness like an empty pest
swallow darkness nonetheless
only one place is a place of rest
selling selves when theres more to buy
delusion of the heart worth the why's
give the gifts to less than the sum
loss of warmth like countless setting suns
moments when filled by every need
taking for granted sacrices for peace
the only truth those days swinging between trees
when the world was right
when the laughter was so deep
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