I wonder how much I used to brag
Herein ain't no sign of you
The noble portrait of our youth
Begins to fade away
Floating the same forgotten streets
Begging Gods you to meet
Is bringing me somewhere
Air filled with flavor of our freed
And the letter that you did
Sure, it was something
I wonder how long it's gonna last
The lifeless being
Flowers, trees and grass
Calling up to me
Floating the same forgotten streets
Begging Gods you to meet
Is bringing me nowhere
Air filled with flavor of our freed
And the letter that you did
Sure, it was something