Forget - 8STOPS7

These things that we too soon forget

Collecting dust, spider webs

That grow and grow till there’s nothing left

Except for shreds that you can’t quite call evidence

That I had a life before today

See, I forget things I associate with pain

I think it’s time that

I start to look back on my life

Sitting around, watching things go

These things that remind me of my home

I don’t want to be in doubt

I don’t need to know what this life’s all about

I just need to know for now

Are you gonna be around?

When I need to find what I’m missing

And I can’t recall what it was I believed in

Take me home, surround me with friends

Take me home