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Lyrics:
Verse 1 Late nights take flight in my mind’s eye/ Never mind why, I just lie in bed, sigh/ And roll over, as I go over/ These memories, see full disclosure/ I get depressed, when it’s late (when it’s late)/ Cuz I’m so far away/ From where I want to be, and it’s hauntin me/ Honestly I’ll never be who I oughtta be/ But it only bothers me after midnight/ My mood falls harder than a plane in midflight/ The truth alters when you know that there ain’t no light/ Cuz you falter when you think about your own life/ Yeah, I can see my regret/ The night is a mirror, I use it to reflect/ And what do I see? Familiar faces looking back at me/ Old girls, old friends, old days/ These images roll over me like waves/ Time long past, people long gone/ It’s funny how in life we never really move onnnn/ So many memories/ I wonder how the world will remember me? A lost boy who was afraid of the dark/ Or fighter, who made it cuz he had heart/ He took the bad parts, and he made art/ He found beauty even in the worst scars/ And the North Star, was what he aimed for/ Cuz greatness, was what he came for/ And the last words, as I fall to sleep/ Just a whisper calling me in my dreams/ He took the bad parts, and he made art/ And he made art/ (maybe do something here with an echo filtery thing)
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