четверг, 7 мая 2020 г.

Friends in the Foyer


I remember singing with you
Our friends in the foyer come straight from the altar
And I recall believing in truth
But it seems like forever since I’ve really believed in anything

So now I just sing it off
These days, I just drink it off
So now I just sing it off, it off, it off

I remember laughing with them
Our friends in the forest, in that house on a mountain
In that cabin, we got real drunk
And on the ride back to Boston, I weeped as I questioned
The men and the women we’d become

But now it’s just a metaphor
God up in the clouds, where is he now?
But now it feels like novocaine
A drink on a warm night, something to soothe the pain

I remember singing with you
Our friends in the foyer, too

 
Lost between back then and forever after.

I guess I should have started with the song "Losing my Religion", but suddenly a melody of this song sounded in my player and I realized how much I want to return home.
This music throws so much feelings right at me, making me so comfort, so blissful and so sad in the same time. Like it whispers: "Life is a beautiful thing, but runs so fast, it goes furher away with every second, remember who you are and don't let go everynhing you chersish, because nothing ever will be the same as it was back then".
This song just takes me somewhere that feels like home... And I hope that this time there is no need for me to leave.

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