Red Afternoon

My my, would you look at the sky
A Kerouac red afternoon goes by
Over the east, I see my youth
Out in the west, it's brand new

Time goes by too slow at night
So I go to you

I slip under a blanket of nostalgia
I can feel the warmth of a fire
I remember the sound of a choir
It wraps me up so tight I cannot breathe
Now I just want to live in memories

Some days, I'm a bird in a cage
Trapped by thoughts and fears and too much pain
One day, the door will open but I won't move
This is what I know and it'll do

So, I slip under a blanket of nostalgia
And I can feel the warmth of a fire
I remember the sound of a choir
It wraps me up so tight I cannot breathe
Now I just want to live in memories

Time goes by too slow at night
So I go to you



Credits
Writer(s): Bryony Lewis
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