Looking Back

When I open this chest I always seem to cry Feels like I've poured my heart A thousand times Looking at un-torn photos of torn apart families Supposed to be reality But sadly it's a fantasy I guess that's the way I guess that's how it has to be Memories on Paper-plaques They make me so Emotional Tearing up and Flashing back Until my aging Heart is full Looking back at this photograph Feels like I'm falling into the past Trip over an image Can't believe it's me Even though I'm there in the photo Every time I look back Back at my own life You know it hits me like that Oh damn What's that I think it might be me in that photo But I'm pretty sure I wasn't there "Bearenstein" bears What's reality Looking at a pic of me But I'm tripping heavily Am I just my rad Dad Or is he just a part of me Is it all as I perceive Or just a rusty melody In the halls of eternity Memories on Paper-plaques They make me so Emotional Tearing up and Flashing back Until my aging Heart is full Looking back at this photograph Feels like I'm falling into the past Trip over an image Can't believe it's me Even though I'm there in the photo Looking back at this photograph Feels like I'm falling into the past Trip over an image Can't believe it's me Oh where did the time go Looking back at this photograph Feels like I'm falling into the past Trip over an image Can't believe it's me Even though I'm there in the photo Looking back at this photograph Feels like I'm falling into the past Trip over an image Can't believe it's me Oh where did the time go