The Graduate - Old Gray

I’m still surrounded by these four blank walls

Every picture I’ve painted has been taken down

The only difference: I don’t forget the stars anymore

I still believe they will never collapse

Maybe I’m just naive, but I wish and wish and wish

Why am I so unsure?

Why do both the past and future haunt me now?

Maybe I’ll leave this town when my fears become too strong

Maybe I’ll leave this town when the last star falls