my soul seems to have taken the same train
the colors fade throughout the years
where is that revolutionary kid?
lost in in the middle of an endless feed?
just sitting there watching it all
can one wish time to turn back?
aren't we all just doomed to regret?
the unkissed mouths
the unlived adventures
the decisions that were not made because of fear
but what was i afraid of?
i can put an hourglass upside down
i can move backwards the hands of a clock
it won't make any difference though
'cause the path i took has brought me here
full of errors and wounds still not quite closed
and the desire (so human) of teleporting
the mind of now to the head of before
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