Nostalgia lyrics

Song information

Artist: Greenwood
Album: The Hope Dialect

Lyrics

Wait, wait for something, for something
Wait, wait for something, for something

The days come back and I am silent
To the memories of my mind
Regret holds me captive, with these dreams and whispers
From the fairy tale inside

Colored panels on the windows of remembering
Grasping faintly at the shadows that mean everything
Stained glass mirrors, dark and shattered
Simple eloquence and elements are offering
To the altar of my alter ego's empathy in this prison of nostalgia

Wiping mud away from eyes that only I can see
Staring straight into the brilliance of reality
Present minded, plain and simple
The routine of my existence only complicates
Words I'm writing on this paper as I formulate
One more question asking me why

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"The Hope Dialect" album track list