The Past

You still live in the past Like some old crutch dragging you further to your knees Wake Up, I know what you see The blood soaked underwear was just life, primal The vultures stopped circling years ago They died as well Just like the love, remember New horizons, that’s what they say Make the distance pay Yet, here we are again Broken people Glue us back together The cracks still show I once thought, build a three-storey house Me at the top, you at the bottom, love in the middle That way we both get a bit of something Wouldn’t that be great Few years from now You walk up the stairs Love is waiting Wouldn’t that be great Just don’t climb any higher You left the past behind, remember.