Scrapbooks

I gather dust on my windowsill
Some sort of feeling like the time stands still
Like a spark that ain‘t never will ever heat again

I taught myself I‘ll be lost without it
Feel like shit to write songs about it
And will I ever I grow up? I doubt it
I just lay back and dream

I watched the town outside my window today
And sunlight felt like everything is in place
I refilled my scrapbooks while my sins fade away
I waste my mind hoping we‘ll get back there someday

The step I took to prevent a fall
Turned out to be waste of time at all
Consistently felt a lack of consistence in my soul

And will I ever I grow up? I doubt it
I just lay back and dream

I watched the town outside my window today
And sunlight felt like everything is in place
I refilled my scrapbooks while my sins fade away
I waste my mind hoping we‘ll get back there someday

Everything seems fine from the outside
Everything seems fine from the outside
And I feel the lightnings of a big golden hole
But I can not decide to shine, at least they told me so

I watched the town outside my window today
And sunlight felt like everything is in place
I refilled my scrapbooks while my sins fade away
I waste my mind hoping we‘ll get back there someday