All the times you looked back for what you thought were better days
(redletter days)
and now you wonder if they never were
it's hard won, this run,
soon as you're started it seems like you're done, mhm
(not the only one)
How does it feel to know you're not the only person
to whom the rules do not apply?
You know I'd like to be quite as certain,
you can tell me where
but you cannot tell me why.
Drilling holes in the lifeboat
to let the Jesus Water in.
Seems like the windmills have turned
to chase you right back.
Rosy nostaliga will do you no good
two and two won't equal four and maybe never could, mhm
(not just anyone)
And the sky is as blue as it's ever been
and the sea is as deep as a mystery
and the things that have been will all come again
and you give to the world to remember them
And the trees are as green as they've ever been
and the things that are sweet are still very sweet
and there's more to the meaning than what you give
and the air is the only thing in between
(c) 2023 Barry/Read/Stormcellar