A smell of old floors and doors These walls Used to be dark violet blue I'm standing on top of the stairs Her hands on arms Eyes straight into mine Tells me she's found us some place new
It was a feeling of relief or indifference How can I know for sure? For sure
When these are nothing but the tiniest fractions of time Like every memory never felt alive Like a slide show in fast motion I can't remember a smile
Was it a fight in the hall? Or a war? I think I recall The first time I rode my red bike With three wheels and a luggage rack Oh but again what do I know? What do I know?
When these are nothing but the tiniest fractions of time Like every memory never felt alive Like a slide show in fast motion I can't remember a smile Or even reminisce a glimpse of anything worthwhile
Might be the root to my queries and a grief That I even carry in my sleep I'm always dreaming up things just like that little girl Who's stepping so quietly out of bed Oh to talk to the stars
When these are nothing but the tiniest fractions of time Like every memory never felt alive Like a slide show in fast motion I can't remember a smile When these are nothing but the tiniest fractions of time (What do I know?) Like every memory never felt alive (What do I know?) Like a slide show in fast motion I can't remember a smileTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
