Eleven months of autumn and
Once you’ve woken up
You’ll never fall asleep again, and
Once you’ve been hit
When you’re locked up, and
You can’t look away anymore
And everybody heated, and
I don’t know what to say
I don’t know what to do
The only thing I know, we’re not going back to then
Reckless, days in the sun, and
I don’t know who I was before it all began
I also don’t know what I am now except young
Reckless days in the sun, and
Life was stable, but
The years opened the door, too
A bubble is fragile, and I
Hope with heart and soul it goes the way I want, but
If you aren’t flexible the fair stays cold and bleak
Thought I knew everything
The broader my horizon, the more I forget
And the less I do better
Than the rest, the more I know it
So many eyes and hooks from the
I don’t know what to say
I don’t know what to do
The only thing I know, we’re not going back to then
Reckless days in the sun, and
I don’t know who I was before it all began
I also don’t know what I am now except young
Reckless, days in the sun, and