- cifra
the past a dream
the past no meaning
today was fine
so don't remind me
i cut the lock now
i'm through talking
today was fine
so don't remind me
just push away
push away
the past dries
the ink stays alive
the words remain
to control the pages
i cut the ink now
i'm through thinking
today was fine
so don't remind me
just push away
push away
every stitch
too early cut away
every sour dish
I laid upon the table
every thought
that I left in the raw
i believe what they say
and I know these too
will fade
hold me close
hold me closer
hold me
cause I'm never getting over
i know
you saved every letter
you know sure as fuck
i remember
it's a fallen time we've seen
and it's all the time i need
so take it
i've seen the sun
losing light
i blink
and it burns so fuckin bright
it's a fallen time we've seen
and it's all the time i need
so take it
