I try to think about tomorrow. But I always think about the past. . About the things that didn't last. If I could go to the beginning. Then for sure I would be another way.
Na-na, na-na-na. Na-na-na-na. Na-na. Na-na-na-na. . All the saints that I love. Some below, some above. From this world, they were torn. From their seed, I was born.