Pilot

Coming back home has never been easy
For a man who used to be a boy who's not busy

For me, Some things are different, and another stays the same
Some have gone, and some remain

Life is full of sparks of uncertainties
Sometimes, It's like a pool of sorrow
Sometimes, it's tears of joy

Old Friends and lovers keep saying "I can't"
Even for a small nostalgic gig in the weekend

It feels like there's a hole in my heart
That screams painfully vacant

Yes,
A picture paints a thousand words
But, I think this song keeps countless memories



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Renaldo, Robi Salamunef, Alwin Idris
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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