Nagaoka

I just keep on trying to run away
I hope that the memories are here
To stay

What do you do when your youthfulness slips through?
What will ensue when there's no one left to look up to?
I feel imagination slipping through my fingers
Without this fascination, only shadows linger

Where are those children that played cavemen on the hill?
This life moves fast, but the memories stay still

On our old grounds
Do you want to meet there before I go?
Before I go down
Let's just pretend life's moving slow
In the end
There's so much in this life to prove
In the end
I'll lay on the bed of flowers too

I miss the freedom of the careless and naïve
I hope we'll meet again when our two paths interweave

Night turns to day turns to nightfall then again
Those days have passed, but for now we'll just pretend

On our old grounds
Do you want to meet there before I go?
Before I go down
Let's just pretend life's moving slow
In the end
There's so much in this life to prove
In the end
I'll lay on the bed of flowers too

Grass-stains on our knees
Our clothes were never getting clean
Our moms would beg and plead
Be home for supper in fifteen

Grass-stains on our knees
Our clothes were never getting clean
Our moms would beg and plead
Be home for supper in fifteen

On our old grounds
Do you want to meet there before I go?
Before I go down
Let's just pretend life's moving slow
In the end
There's so much in this life to prove
In the end
I'll lay on the bed of flowers too

On our old grounds
Grass-stains on our knees
Our clothes were never getting clean
Before I go down
Our moms would beg and plead
Be home for supper in fifteen
In the end
There's so much in this life to prove
In the end
I'll lay on the bed of flowers too



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