Old Scenes

Faces fade as years pass
Memories barely last
It's all I can do
To just survive
Is this a useless class
A vain attempt to hold on
While we sit beside
And watch the last ones die
Climb the dark stairs
To the old and cluttered attic
Search for old scenes
In a crowded room
There it lies untouched
And left alone for so long
See what was left inside

Find the games we played
And memories we made
They never never fade
Never never fade
Hoping that we would be heard
Playing to front row girls
On the front of a long night coming
We're on the front of a long night coming
Looking back, back on the late nights
It's not the same without our conversations
Cuz we know, nobody cared
But we're here, we're gonna make it sound right
Hoping for a lasting impression
Cuz we know, we'll make some noise
Let's make some noise

Old scenes in a crowded room
Old scenes

Faces fade as years pass
Memories barely last
It's all I can do to just survive
Is this a useless class
A vain attempt to hold on
While we sit beside and watch the last ones die