I set out a flower vase to see how it would look
I don’t have any flowers or whatever to decorate it with, though
Your scent clings to the scene, the one I’m so tired of looking at
“I’m home!”
Echoing pointlessly
And the half-finished shandygaff from that day
In a room that you’re missing from
When I played my guitar, I remembered things from that day
“I don’t wanna go home” you said
I wanted to realize… that sign we could’ve done it
Goodbye…
Echoing sadly
Crashing down, without making a sound
If I could figure out an answer like it was an easy math problem
Then our teenage years shouldn’t have been like that
Frankie said good bye
Instincts laid bare, and flowing out
But even if he were to look away, that doesn’t mean that the today before us would shine
Good morning…
Hey, right in front of our eyes
Dawn’s rolled around already
In sparkling-white sneakers, I stumbled off the path
Mailing a letter with a sunflower inside… I guess it doesn’t suit me
“On my days off, I go around to the cafes with my beloved toy poodle,” she said
Oh… with those kinds of girls, what should I even talk about?
What are you saying
Only kind of sensibly?
Ahh, if we’re nothing but idiots,
And this freedom is a sham,
Going on any longer,
Is simply so depressing,
Day after day;
Just what will that reality twist next…?