Dylan Made It To Practice Songtext
I can’t remember.
It’s all distorted.
I can’t remember when I was young. Remember what we loved?
Counting on fingers, stepping on leaves.
We never cared. That’s what I know.
Well I know now.
These days, they can’t be saved,
These months are just too long,
I’ve become sad and lost.
It’s all distorted.
I can’t remember when I was young. Remember what we loved?
Counting on fingers, stepping on leaves.
We never cared. That’s what I know.
Well I know now.
These days, they can’t be saved,
These months are just too long,
I’ve become sad and lost.
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