Hello yesterday, what’s on your mind
what do you mean, “The years aint been kind”?
You’re history pal, you’re just the past,
A reminder that time is passing so fast
yes, i cling to you, far, far more than I should,
but my memories of you are not always good.
you’ve caused me much hardship, anguish and pain,
and made me relive you again and again!
Sure, there’s nostalgia, your greatest bouquet
Were things really better, back in the day,
or photoshopped images, with your own special spin
Whose varnished veneer is beginning to thin.
Why you intrigue me, so much, i don’t know
its time to move on, still i don’t want to go
I can’t just disgard you, after all, you’re my past,
but tomorrow is beckoning me, at long last.