Some things you can't go back to; some things need left alone. Don't mess with the memories of a life passed on. Oh, the tumbling reservations at the heart of my mistakes. Oh, some things you can't go back to because you let them slip away. I don't want to be a witness to a path that's overgrown. I don't want to see this house not be a home, because time has taken toll on what we couldn't see. No, I don't want to be a witness to the end of you and me. How am I going to make each moment better than the last? How am I going to make it better if I can't go back? Oh, the tumbling reservations at the heart of my mistakes. Oh, some things you can't go back to because you let them slip away. Oh, some things you can't go back to.
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