Yesterday Was A Myth

Walk down to the city I've never been

New faces, curly icon down the street

Maybe that's the last time I saw you there

Before it gets turn dark near the east

Perfect poet magic for a month

Beside the road appears on Sunday light

You think can't leave in two or so

Seems like yesterday, happy to read the sign

Coffee table with red rose at 3 p.m

It doesn't matter, those are literally a myth

Laughable, laugh is in the air to see

Sparkle above cloud in the sea

Sunny time, spend about two years alone on the side of the highway

Aren't you homesick?

Back to the night when the lights go down in the city

Take a place, your finger turn it around

Tell your friends, the red rose doesn't droop because the sun still alive

When it was spring, exhausted.

If I had to put the song in my head, would you sing out loud?

Spread the smile, polo in blank field

White pale, red face. She doesn't know anything

And.....yesterday was a myth

The bar open the microphones were gone

Brandy has been blocked out the way.

The taste described. Wait, how long have you been dreaming?

I thought my friend was drunk when she wrote the lyric. 

Meita,

Xx