Nostalgia
New things won’t register
my head and heart sealed
I live in nostalgia these days
I’ve traveled back in time.
Things don't seem to make sense
I’ve stopped making sense of them
I live in nostalgia these days
I'm a time traveler to the past.
I play songs from yesterday
it’s automatic and strangely new
I live in nostalgia these days
grooving and moving to something familiar.
Playing in old neighborhoods
I’ve become a child
I’ve become a child
I live in nostalgia these days
I’ve lost sense of time.
Skipping space and logic
Skipping space and logic
I live in nostalgia these days
I'll come back someday.
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