When you look back on your life
You see shades of blue and black
And ivory white of times you wish you could remember.
Newspaper clippings tell a tale of somewhere foreign
That's my name, my face, an alleyway
I can't recall, it feels so barren.
In a summer silhouette
The figures fade and you forget, that in time you learn that you are not alone
The season's winter, we're in June
Yet the sun walks in the room.
She sits and asks me questions and it feels like paradise.
"What happened to your story?
When did you fall from glory?
Why did you cast aside your life and give up on this paradise?"
When I die will I forget?
Will I die without regret?
Will all this vanish, and I'll never get to hear the ocean.
Life is a gift, time is a wish.
And I need answers.
They follow me.
The solar winds blow the seas away
While outside a red sun rises.
I see a phoenix rising up
Deep within this shattered mind
Lyrics by Nathan McMahon and Mike Zoias
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