Well here I am again
The silence is so sweet
I am my own best friend
I knock me off my feet
The solitude is nice
I never have to share
Left to my own device
I'll sit here and prepare
Making memories of the future
My past is just a blur
Just scars of things that were
But the wounds are tightly sutured
Now it's time to decide what I'd prefer
The minutes tick away
The days turn into weeks
My life's in disarray
I'm perfecting my techniques
I could just sit and await it
And let it take its time
Or I could just create it
And catch me in my prime
Making memories of the future
My past is just a blur
Just scars of things that were
But the wounds are tightly sutured
Now it's time to decide what I'd prefer
Every blink of an eye is a chance to change your view
Every tick of the clock is a shot to start anew
Every dream that exists in the world is awaiting you
Any day you can make your big debut
Making memories of the future
My past is just a blur
Just scars of things that were
But the wounds are tightly sutured
Now it's time to decide what I'd prefer
Every blink of an eye is a chance to change your view
Every tick of the clock is a shot to start anew
Every dream that exists in the world is awaiting you
Any day you can make your big debut
Making memories of the future (Every blink of an eye is a chance to change your view)
My past is just a blur (Every tick of the clock is a shot to)
Just scars of things that were (Start anew)
But the wounds are tightly sutured (Every dream that exists in the world is awaiting you)
Now it's time to decide what I'd prefer (Any day you can make your big debut)