CHORUS
I never exposed those old photos.
Memories so close - they ghost most
of my days. Now lows are solos.
The moment our roads closed, I froze. It throws blows
as I see us with no clothes; your soul glows.
Missing that hold; close; the cold grows.
Knowing it shows loads. The slow unopposed flows
of longings that won't go. I couldn't propose, though.


VERSE 1
Young. In love. Fools. A time
when I was yours and you, were mine.
I failed, to see, that you'd, consign
this bond, to dust, but love, is blind.

I couldn't see that those years together could ever be
something that we'd just leave forever; cleave and sever.
At least I thought that we'd endeavour to try and speak
to better any times of grief; relieving pressure.

Ah, it seemed so easy for you.
It was hard for me to understand the reasons you'd do
this - I'd heard so many times about the weasels you knew
before we met. I won't forget the total heathen you drew

in front of me. Believe, it wasn't easy to do
but I forgave you and that act of treason. The views
of our years before are so clear, I've no need to review
any prints. Let me forget! (Damn) It's been overdue.


CHORUS
I never exposed those old photos.
Memories so close - they ghost most
of my days. Now lows are solos.
The moment our roads closed, I froze. It throws blows
as I see us with no clothes; your soul glows.
Missing that hold; close; the cold grows.
Knowing it shows loads. The slow unopposed flows
of longings that won't go. I couldn't propose, though.

I never exposed those old photos.
Memories so close - they ghost most
of my days. Now lows are solos.
The moment our roads closed, I froze. It throws blows
as I see us with no clothes; your soul glows.
Missing that hold; close; the cold grows.
Knowing it shows loads. The slow unopposed flows
of longings that won't go. I couldn't propose, though.


VERSE 2
It's been so damn long!
So frustrating. It's started grating
and I feel it everytime there is a slow jam on.
It's never fading. Contemplating

why, when I'm so busy, calm, controlled and strong,
I can't seem to shake these visions...and it's not like I'm just waiting.
Having doubts about myself and if I'm programmed wrong.
Breathe! My breath is failing.

Losing control
of involuntary functions. My medulla's gone cold;
messing with my heart rate in a way that's untold.
Seems it's turned on me and doesn't want to console.

I'm getting weary in this battle.
Sureness in my sanity is starting to unravel.
Thought running would help remedy my mind and clear my memories;
following - they never leave; despite how far I travel.


CHORUS
I never exposed those old photos.
Memories so close - they ghost most
of my days. Now lows are solos.
The moment our roads closed, I froze. It throws blows
as I see us with no clothes; your soul glows.
Missing that hold; close; the cold grows.
Knowing it shows loads. The slow unopposed flows
of longings that won't go. I couldn't propose, though.

I never exposed those old photos.
Memories so close - they ghost most
of my days. Now lows are solos.
The moment our roads closed, I froze. It throws blows
as I see us with no clothes; your soul glows.
Missing that hold; close; the cold grows.
Knowing it shows loads. The slow unopposed flows
of longings that won't go. I couldn't propose, though.


VERSE 3
Pains happen in life. You just deal with it.
I try dealing with the matter but this healing is
taking time. Now my skin's not feeling thick
like before and it's so hard concealing it.

I know my weaknesses are limited. I could never
envisage this being such a struggle.
Sensing your spirit; paying visits
to me. It's as if you're taunting me and feeding off my troubles.

Fired with desire. The situation's dire.
My patience has expired. Getting tired of this burn -
no ire; just aspire to acquire
peace. Duno why a man like me suddenly became taciturn.

It's pitiful I'm finding this so difficult.
It's totally untypical of me to act so damn inimical
to reason. I'm not invincible. Looking
for my own Eternal Sunshine to make you invisible.


CHORUS
I never exposed those old photos.
Memories so close - they ghost most
of my days. Now lows are solos.
The moment our roads closed, I froze. It throws blows
as I see us with no clothes; your soul glows.
Missing that hold; close; the cold grows.
Knowing it shows loads. The slow unopposed flows
of longings that won't go. I couldn't propose, though.

I never exposed those old photos.
Memories so close - they ghost most
of my days. Now lows are solos.
The moment our roads closed, I froze. It throws blows
as I see us with no clothes; your soul glows.
Missing that hold; close; the cold grows.
Knowing it shows loads. The slow unopposed flows
of longings that won't go. I couldn't propose, though.