Over Sentimental

Oh, take me back to the old days

Not the one that your racist uncle pines for

But the ones where it all seemed more bright

And the summers were longer

And the ciders were stronger

Or perhaps it was all just newer then

I guess I'm one for nostalgia

But a life without glamour

Must pour glitter on the past

So I spent evenings in silence

Contemplating the violence that times

All the things

I've lost and found

That pick me up

And drag me down

And all the fears I've realised

And all the nights spent terrified

Oh what am I supposed to do?

When I'm just an over-sentimental fool

I guess I've got nothing better to do

Than sit here thinking

While I do too much drinking

Without you

Without you

I'm all alone in the photos

I'm holding none of the cards

Contemplating how we all came so very far

I'm all alone in the photos

I'm holding none of the cards

Contemplating how we all

We came so far

We came so far

Far

We came so far

We came so far

Far