Blackberry Winter
Retired Broadcasts From The Vista
Surprised again, spring breathes new lifePlace void of death, but not aliveThe greasy spoon, misshapen dreamsThe fast food chains, humdrum machinesRemember when this lot was bareTales told by light shot through the airTuned radios to just the right stationSpellbound by fantasy between grass and starsBut I slipped again, lost track of whenand it's all the same, it's all so plainI'm standing still, the town evolvesBeneath my feet, well, more like dissolvesThey say it's new and shiny tooWe needed change, and landfill fuelBut I've seen this place some times beforebehind the billboards on 8 lane roadsi miss the grass, I miss the starsand I miss the things that made this oursstories between grass and starspopcorn in backseats of carscan't make the trip to yesteryearthis type of thing you forget to fearand you have changed in the same wayLetras de cancionesI'm not ok, I'm not okBegin at the end and end where we beginI didn't even notice it was April 3rd againWe are moving, Standale's changing, everything's the sameEven if what we remember's not what it becameStories between grass and starsPopcorn in backseats of carsCan't make the trip to yesteryearThis type of thing you forget to fearso tune the dial, turn up the soundjust leave yourself and all that's aroundjust lean right up to the windshieldnow who'd deny that dreams are real?And you have changed in changeless waysAnd I'm ok, yes I'm ok
From Letras Mania