We lose, we regret, things pass
and they set down like a sunset.
See the trees, blowing breeze, we forget.
Like shrugging off a bad bet.
One day you walk down a hall.
There is that face on the wall.
And it all comes back.
It all comes back.
You blink, then you walk, it’s nothing
And you carry on your day plan.
Get coffee, or a tea; veggie sandwich
Now it’s time to get to work.
Walking to your car
There is that reflecting face
And it all comes back.
It all comes back.
The face and the place
and the time that’s erased
Is on the walls in the hall
All around
Over here. Over there
It’s always everywhere.
It’s that face on the wall.
Turn around.
That took you from nothing at all
And made you feel tall
Then you shut the door.
Turn around.
So, then you to go to hide in your room
To blast some shit, I-Heart tune
You open your eyes
And you’re not safe inside
Because it’s back on that wall
It’s still there in your hall
It always comes back
Yeah, it always comes back.
Well, you dropped the ball
You took for granted; you’re small.
She gave you her all
So see her face on the wall
See her face on the wall.
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