Have We Lost

Please don't tell me any more
There's a weight in your eyes
And it weighs on my heart
Where have the children gone
We were innocent once
But that was so long ago

Have we lost our way back home
We have made mistakes I know
I know

Don't tell me of better days
There's a memory I have
Could be something I read
Of laughter and cheap guitars
In a house full of friends
Could've been one of ours
We stayed up late, we loved the stars
Can't remember the rest
Just a few parts

Have we lost our way back home
We have made mistakes I know
I know

I think they lost something that they miss
I wanna find that book
Dust it off and read it again
There was hope in the end

We were braver still when we were young
And when we were young
We spoke in tongues

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It's amazing how some of the most inconsequential things seem to stick with me. Do you remember that day/night? Most likely not. It was one conversation after what, years? Not even face to face, but the fear, sadness, everything in your voice was enough for me to want to beg, please stop.
Haha. Yeah, we definitely loved the stars, without even seeing them. Well, at the very least we loved the time period where stars were out. Why were we so weird, staying up so late to talk about the randomest things. Childhood I guess. Well, I'm not exactly one to talk. Being sixteen isn't all that great. Whatever.
I wish my life was a story. It'd be so much easier, just re-writing the parts that aren't satisfactory. Oh so much I would change... But if there's one thing I can't agree with, is the hope in the end. Haha... Hope-less, perhaps.