- December 31, 2014
- Posted by: thestateofart
- Categories: Film, Music
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Yesterday I just found out
When old people enter the ground
Their minds are as clean as a mountain stream
No worries and no sound
Yesterday came like a cloud
She made a heart and carved it out
How can your lips move so little
And your words feel so loud
Time, time is like gold in your hands
Time is like gold in your hands
Yesterday wasn’t an ordinary day ’cause I fell of a peak
I realized that time wasn’t after me and I know
She still loves me