Living In the Past
The nights fly by
and the days just float
I wish for a long night drive
or a day on a boat
I want time for this
I need time for that
Ignorance is bliss
Knowledge is a trap
For Time is no friend
And Time is no foe
From the past i will mend
And for the future be grown
Now we know what we wish we hadn't
and forget what means the most
For what time gives he also takes
Time will always be my favorite host
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