A song about someone getting older and looking back.

Lyrics

Up in the attic is a faded photograph
of your wedding day
that's the way time goes these days

Out of your window is an unfamiliar scene
You remember when it was all empty and green

You remember when people said
exactly what they meant
You remember when a spade was called a spade

You remember when the universe felt young
and so did you
You remember when your love was fresh and new

Down in the basement is a box of broken dreams
Promises  pulled apart, torn at the seams

Phantoms and ransoms you picked up along the way
In a life lived right, that's the price you've got to pay

You remember when people said exactly what they meant
You remember when a spade was called a spade

You remember when the universe felt young and so did you
You remember when your love was fresh and new

You remember when people said exactly what they meant
You remember when a spade was called a spade

You remember when the things you held onto were owned, not lent
You remember when the people you loved stayed

Water floats around my head

Water floats around my head

Clouds move in and hide the sun

I close my eyes and take a breath

A lark is singing overhead

You say "Yes, we're sinking now,

But can you hear that wondrous sound?"

Ooh

We're sinking now

We're sinking down

We're sinking now

We're sinking down

I close my eyes for one last breath

A lark is singing overhead

You say "Yes, we're sinking now,

But can you hear that wondrous sound?"

(Just a little thing to express my frustration :p) Have fun in LA! :D

but stories are not set in stone
their shapes are always shifting.
suns lit up like fireworks
and mountain tops were lifting.

meadows stretched and liquefied
and poured into the ocean,
whose waves formed winged beasts that leapt
and fluttered into motion.

great rocks rose to meet the stars
wishing a better view
the highest peaks were dusted white
each day, pristine and new