A talk with my memory

We move from phase to phase
because our hearts have to keep up with the race
the race of the wicked
the one that gets us sickened
sickened of our choices, of our past
but those thoughts will last
they will last a lifetime and beyond
there is no meaning in throwing our bond
our bond with the past
cast us on the streets
let us stroll
let us dig ourselves a hole of mistakes
but don't give us a hand when we're down
You can blame me for everything, my father once said
but will that be enough to tuck yourself into bed?
We had our laughs and our cries
should we ever say our goodbyes?
you paid your dues, and I did mine
but that doesn't mean we'll ever be fine
so when are we going to get it
get it in our heads that we all are looking to shine.
cast us on the streets
let us stroll
let us dig ourselves a hole of mistakes
but don't give us a hand when we're down
"When we were young," we will say,
we will pray not to pay,
pay for our mistakes, just like we didn't have to back then
back when there was no guilt in our minds.
Oh memory, why can't we control you?
alter you so you can throw everything away
not everything but enough for us to sway
cast us on the streets
let us stroll
let us dig ourselves a hole of mistakes
but don't give us a hand when we're down
But you do control me in a way
And I give you space,
space for you to jump and dance.
you shed your glance on your destination
you do it all the time and forget that you even got here,
to the point where you're in control, it's oh so clear
so you decide to follow your peers steering off your past,
for a love that will not last
cast us on the streets
let us stroll
let us dig ourselves a hole of mistakes
but don't give us a hand when we're down
in the end, you and I won't last
I will steer away from you
we'll grow old together
but we won`t serve each other
so promise you'll stay for now
in the end, you and I will take a bow
some will clap some will cry and on that day
we will understand that it was just a play
cast us on the streets
let us stroll
let us dig ourselves a hole of mistakes
but don't give us a hand when we're down

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