Stuck In Today

Of a different time, I’m sure I’ve been left behind. I’d rather have been left, all the souls I could have met. They’re no longer here, well some are, but their end is near. What will become of all of us, when morality we cannot trust? I refuse to understand, understand today. The things some people say, the way young people play. How is nothing sacred? And music full of hatred? To know the love of a swing song, to be back where I belong. To see things in black and white, I think that’s when I’d feel right. Please bring me back to the place, where things just started to become fast paced. I know I’ve left behind a trace of where I’m from, just in case, I could go back to how I lived. It’s not certain if I ever did. But in my thoughts I sang at night in a lounge with smoke, and dim lights. My vintage heart won’t let me stay, but I’m stuck here, in today.