The Reminiscing Mind Can't Help Itself
Remembering past people and times
You can’t help yourself
You can’t help but feel a certain
Solidarity in sadness
Remembering past people and times
You can’t help yourself
You can’t help but feel a reckless
Elation in what was orchestrated
Between where the madness
Lines were drawn
Remembering past people and times
You can’t help yourself
You can’t help but feel an emptiness
That only another life will fill
Remembering past people and times
You can’t help yourself
You can’t help but feel accomplished
Knowing freedom found itself
Circling all around you
That youth was sort after
And flown with until
Wing’s downward edge
The past has a funny way
A sarcastic vendetta
To dance around its maker
To construct itself mercilessly
Curtailing all emotion toward the sombre
With the strung-out tears of truth
Youth comes and goes
In less than a rabbit’s flash
If you missed it, you’ll never know
If you found it, you’ll be forever under
Its deadly debt, continually longing for more
Until that final forgettable breath