1989
Oh, back in 1989, you must have been there at the time
To feel the weightlessness of old
Failing history in class, you could smile at that, I guess
If you think it happened
Some still have a piece of wall, or aimed too high before the fall
Others simply failed to show
'Cause it was 1989, if it was any other time
I'd know
Touch my skin
Where you been?
Say I'm in
It feels like it is just a simple halo
I know it should take a little less to find a little rest
From the moon and from the tide
But back in 1989, I fought the battles that were mine
I think they happened
'Cause I was first and I was last to read too much into the past
Through ashes and through embers
Was it now in the snow or early spring, did I break a thumb or another limb?
I don't remember
Touch my skin
Where you been?
Say I'm in
It feels like it is just a simple halo
We'd go to where the sailors go
Salute the unmoored
We'd be the ones who say goodbye
That's what we're here for
All the azaleas in their prime, an imaginary shrine
They are frozen in their bloom
'Cause back in 1989 is when I learned to look behind
Like nothing happened
You know it always comes too soon, not even halfway to the moon
You burn excuses on your lips
Yeah, it was such a marble time, the year of 1989
You know, the time that I can't put behind
Let it spin
Lose or win (the time that I can't leave behind
Next of kin
It feels like this is just a simple halo
We'd go to where you want to go
And hurry no morre
We'd be the ones who say goodbye
That's what we're here for
To feel the weightlessness of old
Failing history in class, you could smile at that, I guess
If you think it happened
Some still have a piece of wall, or aimed too high before the fall
Others simply failed to show
'Cause it was 1989, if it was any other time
I'd know
Touch my skin
Where you been?
Say I'm in
It feels like it is just a simple halo
I know it should take a little less to find a little rest
From the moon and from the tide
But back in 1989, I fought the battles that were mine
I think they happened
'Cause I was first and I was last to read too much into the past
Through ashes and through embers
Was it now in the snow or early spring, did I break a thumb or another limb?
I don't remember
Touch my skin
Where you been?
Say I'm in
It feels like it is just a simple halo
We'd go to where the sailors go
Salute the unmoored
We'd be the ones who say goodbye
That's what we're here for
All the azaleas in their prime, an imaginary shrine
They are frozen in their bloom
'Cause back in 1989 is when I learned to look behind
Like nothing happened
You know it always comes too soon, not even halfway to the moon
You burn excuses on your lips
Yeah, it was such a marble time, the year of 1989
You know, the time that I can't put behind
Let it spin
Lose or win (the time that I can't leave behind
Next of kin
It feels like this is just a simple halo
We'd go to where you want to go
And hurry no morre
We'd be the ones who say goodbye
That's what we're here for
Credits
Writer(s): Stephane Misseghers, Klaas Janssens, Alan Jean Pierre Gevaert, Tom Barman
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