In the light of the sun, is there anyone? Oh it has begun...
This world you must've crossed... you said...
You don't know me, you don't even care,
She said
You don't know me, you don't wear my chains...
Essential yet appealed, carry all your thoughts across
An open field,
When flowers gaze at you... they're not the only ones who cry
When they see you
You said...
You don't know me, you don't even care,
She said
You don't know me, you don't wear my chains...
She said I think I'll go to Boston...
I think I'll start a new life,
I think I'll start it over, where no one knows my name,
I'll get out of California, I'm tired of the weather,
I think I'll get a lover and fly em out to Spain...
I think I'll go to Boston,
I think that I'm just tired
I think I need a new town, to leave this all behind...
I think I need a sunrise, I'm tired of the sunset,
I hear it's nice in the Summer, some snow would be nice...
Boston... where no one knows my name...
The world is sitting, waiting, longing for second chances. Unfortunately, we just can't start again. We can always turn around and try and fix our former mistakes, but we can not erase what is already done.
I think of how often I have heard someone say "I regret nothing, because everything so far has made me who I am today". It occurs to me that this is quite naive. I don't deny that my decisions have created the current me, but I am not simple enough to believe that I am not capable of more. If given a second chance, why would I want to repeat mistakes?
Currently listening to:
"All the Stars and Boulevards"
by Augustana


