and as the years pass i find myself
going back to my high school friends.
because with all the changing
there was something lost
though i know we're getting better
it was at a cost.
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In the morning, light might clean you out/I'm sad that time escapes me/It pushes ahead of me all day/Remind me what I could've been/I feel the faster I'm going/The more I am slowing down/I'm the focus of the bring down/I'm the one who captures what he lost/And turns it around (john frusciante, "saturation")
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