There's a big white house on a loofy street on a summer's day in 1963
A station wagon is parked in the dry, attencing the feather and wood on the side
There's kids and dogs and it's the mad that kills squiting hard in the sun
I'm just here yet, but one day, too, they'll be chasing what's already gone.
You grow up tall and you grow up tall, try to never admit not feeling good enough
They tell you you'll find your passion and you'll find your way,
Just try to make it on a scale throughout the day.
And it seems to happen nearly over night, life shows you who you've become
When there's no more mystery in the fading light we're just chasing what's already gone.
Like a lion that smells the far horizon
Keep him with you as far as you can run
I feel like you pay it no attention
The rest you cast stop wondering
What you should have done
Instead of chasing what's already gone.
Saw my father in a dream last night, he was smiling and saying “you're gonna be alright”
And this morning I stared back at myself, feeling as empty as I've ever felt.
But I keep on going and I hope I've learned all of what's right and what's wrong
It's ashes and roses and time that burns when you're chasing what's already gone.
Ashes and roses and hearts that break, I tried so hard to be strong
It may be my worse, but not my first mistake, chasing what's already gone.
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