Im overwhelmed by the pelt of my past Its a ship in a storm aboard which I cling to the mast Im cursed to roam these decks and I think what if Cause the heights of your crows nest scared me stiff Scared me stiff Nostalgic flame burned bright behind my eyes On nights like these under crescent moonlit skies Its easy to forget flames not without a burn Half my memories reduced to ash in a sealed urn Do you remember the days when I could remember every word you said? Yeah, me neither, yeah, me neither Yeah, me neither, my friend, my friend I guess the difference between then and now is my new found ability to turnaround, though I cant quite suss in my crumbling brain why so many of these turns are made in vain And I am crippled by the fear that Im wasting my youth And my thoughts just bleed when I try to find some truth I cant stop staring at this halfempty cup I want to make something of this before my time is up Well, do you remember the days when I could remember every word you said? Yeah, me neither, yeah, me neither Yeah, me neither, my friend, my friend Now I know I could never learn more from a record than in school. Im sorry Springsteen but Im not that much of a naive fool But in a song, I did learn of the sickness of sentiment And all of the weakness that comes in feeling content With whats past I cant disconnect Theres so much defect in retrospect With whats past I cant disconnect Theres so much defect in retrospect With whats past I cant disconnect Theres so much defect in retrospect With whats past I cant disconnect Theres so much defect in retrospect Theres so much defect in retrospect
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