CNY

Theres something about a memory

a past place and time

That brings as much pain as it does joy

Thinking about the days in your old bed

tucked away in your mothers basement

Conversing with friends

Reliving this

It hurts differntly

Theres something about a road

Taking us down an unknown path

Makes you wish those days would last

It hurts differently

Countless memories in place we couldnt wait to leave

Makes it hard to believe

It hurts differently