Song

Looking Back

I try to not look back but looking back is something so divine,
It draws your attention like the northern lights and the way they shine
Like a dream of mine that seemed so real
like falling asleep behind the wheel

Waking up with everything
turned upside down
how should I feel when something so beautiful
has enough appeal for me to change my life

I follow my ambition
Try to ignite a future, a future I'd like
Filled with love and beauty and happiness
It felt so right
But I was told I was wrong
So I changed this party beat about
Kalamazoo to a sad love song

The things you said could've filled my head
like a respirator
afloat, away from the dead
now I keep walking
trying to realize that those things
are only read in history books
recording the long beautiful life I've led
But I'll never forget those things you said
Those history books right beside my bed

No, I'm doing okay
I don't live a life full of regrets
and pay tribute to the social political views
that happiness ain't inside of you
Happiness is what I choose
but I wanna choose is with you
and be the proof
that everyday we can choose what to do with it

A lightbulb is a sign of a mind
and of great realizations
sometimes lightbulbs burn out
just like my old vacation home
got burned by the things you told me
it was beautiful
what we had
I'll remember that
when I look back and relive my past

but in life

souls unwind, love is, 

love is happiness in Plato's brilliant mind

Poetic rhymes cannot take back time

or change details that've become so fine

looking back on the times of our lives 

only keeps our path behind

when you were mine
people still got us asking it
yeah, I think we're doing alright
the days remembered
when you'd play, sunburnt red
time to go and forget all that stuff you had said
false persona, aura, that feeling I have
before I just try and get up, and let go of the past
yeah I try, I admit, I think it's better that way
cuz I can never fully let go of everything that you have to say

I can't rationalize things like this that happen to me
or to anybody,
I swear some things
they just can't be
and sometimes you wish the son would just turn its back
so I could stay in bed forever
and not have to interact
with anybody I see
or just happen to speak to
with nobody to look at me, in my face they can see right through

cause in life

souls unwind

love is, love is happiness in Plato's brilliant mind

Poetic rhymes cannot take back time

or change details that've become so fine

looking back on the times of our lives 

only keeps our path behind