vibrations in air

thinking 'bout the times i know i should have taken photographs

something to rely on

sharper than a memory

'cause chemistry dictates them

they're not coloured by emotion

they're coloured by the shades of how things used to be

and nothing breaks the heart much more than looking at old photographs

when you can taste the moment

and worse still

if it's passed

they're gone now to the future

but you still can't deny them

like a song that's sung

regret

is like a filter

that colours all your endeavours

and once put on becomes a feature of your current works

what i fear

is that all of these things i hold dear

never become more than vibrations in air

vibrations in air

voices in the air

they echo in my head like radios

scratchy frequencies and static in between words

they're all on the wind now

but i bet i never told you

i missed you when you were gone

regret

is like a filter

that colours all of your endeavours

and once put on becomes a feature of your current works

you gotta change your focus

turn your eye to something else

'cause once put on becomes a feature of your current works

what i fear

is that all of these things i hold dear

never become more than vibrations in air