Trying to find some comfort in
The lacework and the ramekins
I loose myself
Amid the dusty shelves
I had merely wandered in
To stop myself from wondering
What you're up to
And it's here that I conclude
That I don't go for nostalgia
Romanticize a past that needed none
I don't go for nostalgia
Or the way your skin was warmed under sun
Giving all my hours away
To golden early autumn days
Was just a dream
And I've woken up, it seems
Quilted lawns and open arms
Your painted smile and dimestore charms
They stay behind
And looking back I find
That I don't go for nostalgia
Romanticize a past that needed none
I don't go for nostalgia
Thе past is where you told me wе were done
Where in time am I?
I breathe a modern sky
With every breath vignetted by
The smell of
The sweater I forgot to give you back
So I don't go for nostalgia
But I live free of regret
I don't go for nostalgia
It's just not the present yet