Here you go, watch the second hand move in circles
Calendars flipping like a cartoon made on the corners of a notepad
green leaves turn yellow
darker then til brown
I stand outside my window, watch them float sweetly to the ground
I'm spinning on every emotion
I've survived these days without breathing
I cant remember yesterday
I'm growing up so much faster, yet, time stands still now as i lay
Here you go, look at all the pictures
The flashbacks feel so good
a little piece of home they give
like good memories should
now watch the second hand
stay in one place on the clock
Staring at the ceiling
at my little plastic starts
filled with little plastic memories
forgetting who we are...
seems as though tomorrow
won't come after today
As though everything worth waiting for is just too far away
