I try to construct a time machine
To take me back to those blue skies
Was there a time where I wasn't lost in a sea of strange faces?
The harsh cold wind hits hard after the shelter has been torn down
Hearts have been ripped, lies have been told
The blood has dried, but the scars and tears remain
The stars blink out, one by one
But the brightest one remains
That beautiful portal to the past
If only I could reach it...
We've become strangers, you and I...