It Is Not Sound - Reminiscing Lyrics

Oooh, My umbra, my friend
I miss being a kid
I miss feeling the bliss
Of my imagination ruling my world
A sparky little kid with a dozen of curls
With my brother on my side
When our brains would collide
We would make something wonderful!
Reminiscing on those good ol' days
Sometimes wishing that my mind would stay
But I know those days have passed
I have to make these memories last
I miss the creativeness
A new game at my fingertips
I miss spinning circles and then jumping on the couch
My eyes closed feeling like I'm flying around
With my brother on my side
We would laugh and cry
And it made life wonderful
Reminiscing on those good ol' days
Sometimes wishing that my mind would stay
But I know those days have passed
I have to make these memories last
Reminiscing on our good ol' days
Always wishing that you would've stayed
And I know you're in the past
I promise to make these memories last