Burning papers into ashes
E Em Bm(sus4)
There is yet another fountain flowing over, as the night falls
Bm(sus4)
If you hold on to that past, don't you lock yourself inside
Nothing has been done before
It's the most virgin dress you could possibly wear
Mess it up, Time is up
Hold your memory for a moment with a blind hand
Write some stories for tomorrow
From the bottle of amnesia
E Em Bm(sus4)
Don't be tempted to look back - It has all happen before
Someday miracular spread will forgive every cowardly thing that you've done.
That I've done.
Dust it off