Luyện nghe bài hát So Much For Nostalgia

This stoy keeps writing itself, pages and chapters of you and I, of things that I wish would have happened, of things that I wish you would say, then you whispered to me said I missed you, as I silently basked in your words, these eight letters that keep me growing, out and away from you

we still return to the seasons these corners and cracks of this street are still leading me home

this tongue just keeps tying itself, unspoken words from the mouth of a bottle of things that I wish I could tell you, of that you can't understand, and we still return to the life where these...

I running back in your direction, to these beaches and swings that we know, it's as empty as when we had left it, still writing these letters to you

the truth behing story incredible glories of you and what my mind has made you, the bearing pictures these porches these splinters and summers that are making me whole

I fly high and away from these dreams
still I fly high and away these things