Faded Photographs
The time ticks on, the memories die.
The greatest summer, the sun in your eyes.
The end of the day is not far away,
as the sun goes down colors fade to grey.
A forgotten place in a forgotten time.
Childhood dreams become a crime.
Playtimes over, what’s true is true.
They tried to warn you, but it just ran through.
Faded photographs.
The memories we always thought would last.
The day is gone, the hour’s late.
The irony that we create
in our faded photographs.
Discover treasures, but it’s too late
there’s no way to escape your fate.
You look into an album and see
a vision of how it used to be.
A forgotten place in a forgotten time.
Childhood dreams become a crime.
Playtimes over, what’s true is true.
They tried to warn you, but it just ran through.
Faded photographs.
The memories we always thought would last.
The day is gone, the hour’s late.
The irony that we create
in our faded photographs.
