Little Days

Standing on a mountain
I see my past in front of me
Throwing coins in a fountain
I just wanna feel so free

But this weight that drags me down
It's growing sense of dread
I can't forget the pain I have overgrown

Soaring above myself
Growing as a man
Feeling ever-nostalgic
Just doing everything I can

I miss the golden days
When you called me little wing
Now I'm alone with these demons

This face and these words are not my own
The truth be told I just want these seeds sown

Now I'm stuck in this life-shaped hell hole
Fighting to make my golden days
Holding on with dearly sorrow



Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Self
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