Change overtook me,
so swift was the crowd
i went along, turning back once,
maybe twice
A new destination it left me on,
i went along, turning back interspersed
never felt the need to grieve
Now i listen to that rhythm of our songs
that beat swelling in me
the songs of hopeful times,
of innocent love, of songs that i can only hope are ours still
and i grieve, drop by tear
for all that was, and wasnt
for all that will never be again
sooner than later
i will be whole again.
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