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"He who forgets, will be destined to remember..."

Straylight Run - Mistakes We Knew We Were Making

[listen]

And all our sins come back to haunt us in the end
to hang around, tap us on the shoulder,
and smile silent. It’s all implied —
you’ll die trying to live this down. You might as well forget it.

Still I’m convinced wondering “what if?” is the worst thing there is.

So we bottled and shelved all our regrets,
Let them ferment and came back to our senses.
Drove back home, slept a few days,
woke up and laughed at how stupid we used to be.

And all these lines fall short of what I had in mind;
a failed attempt to capsulize the feeling.
So I just try, fail and try and try again;
someday I swear I’m gonna get it.

‘Cause I’m convinced — giving in is the worst thing there is.

So we bottled and shelved all our regrets,
Let them ferment and came back to our senses.
Drove back home, slept a few days,
woke up and laughed at how stupid we used to be.

We’ll get over it;
sad, strong, safe, and sober.
We’ll move forward and know where we went wrong.
But you can’t go home again…

These lyrics are by Straylight Run, from Mistakes We Knew We Were Making. an old favorite. Posted at 1:55am on 23 August 2008.
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