Past Lives - Eliza Grace

And heaven was a place we felt safe to sleep at

Always another story to tell

Home wasn’t you when you could make me laugh

And family wasn’t with conditions

Or a silver spoon of lies

It was every time you cried and every time I listened

So cross your heart and hope to die with me

Because if it’s ever obligatory

We’ll be best friends instead, let’s kill tradition

Maybe on our silver lining

We still meet there every evening

If we believe we can revisit our Past Lives

With only honesty and no lies

To say goodbye

(What does it mean to be free?)

To go, but not to leave

Talk to tears, admit our fears, cheers to our car therapy

When we are all caught up in our pride parade

A float built on friendship graves

That could be the chemo of us, killing off the toxins

And also killing all the love

So cross your heart and hope to die with me

'Cause if it’s ever obligatory

We’ll be best friends instead, let’s kill tradition

Maybe on our silver lining

We still meet there every evening

If we believe we can revisit our Past Lives

With only honesty and no lies

With only honesty and no lies

With only honesty and no lies

If we believe we can revisit our past lives

If we believe we can revisit our past lives

With only honesty and no lies