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A Cape Town, some royal crown, an hour
I don't know where my wallet is
Crawl to bed on a stranger's floor
Lit cigarette, burning holes into their porch
An old van, a farmer's tan, a venue
I don't know where my wallet is
Crossing roads where the city ends
I don't know
I don't know

Can't get it back
Can't get it back
I fell asleep and saw
The years had passed, I lost them all
Reach into my head and find
I don't remember most the time

Oh, there's so much I would change
Take more pictures
Oh, I left so much to say
Lеft so much to say
All the missed connections
Oh, I lеft so much to say
Why do the years move faster?
Oh, there's so much I could change
Will I spend the effort?
Oh, there's so much I could change
Oh, there's so much I'd let go

I'll somehow frame a narrative
Where all my actions have some evil aim
The worst is yet to come
I'll retrace the capitol
The day we wandered all the monuments
A belly full of drinks
What could I have done wrong, does intent equal fault?
How to end a perfect day if not
Finding what to blame on myself

Nothing hits as hard as second time
It's all lost its charm, but not its signs
(A Cape Town, some royal crown, an hour)
Nothing hits as hard as second time (I don't know where my wallet is)
(An old van, a farmer's tan, a venue)
It's all lost its charm, but not its signs (I don't know where my wallet is)

The nights I fell asleep and saw (A Cape Town, some royal crown, an hour)
The years had passed, I lost them all (I don't know where my wallet is)
I reach into my head and find (An old van, a farmer's tan, a venue)
I don't remember most the time (I don't know where my wallet is)
The nights I fell asleep and saw
The years had passed, I lost them all (I don't know where my wallet is)
I reach into my head and find
I don't remember most the time (I don't know)

The nights I'd stay awake and saw
The morning shed its shadows long
The blanket I'd forget to bring
I half-remember everything