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The Ever Present Past
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Favorites all alone I sit and think,
my eyes just flutter shut that way.
back into the darkness of the past
where I go and hide away.
I don't belong in this time or place,
though I’m never really here to stay.
the past is what I want
the past calls me today
not the roaring of the ocean
but the waves of calmer days
the present holds no future here
the past just holds all of the lies
of the present that awaits me
then the city waits and dies
the past is what I want
the past calls me today
not the roaring of the ocean
but the waves of calmer days
as I sit here and pray
I am transferred to the day
the day when everything was calm
and everything was here to stay
now nothing is as it seems
nothing is what it was
I am destined to the gloom of the ever present past.
