We Are Still Here

We tend to look at the past

Does it matter anymore? We moved on somehow

Time is incoherent

We need to save only those moments that keep us alive

I remember when we used to get lost in the city

that's not a thing anymore, we lost our privilege to hide

just images of empty roads, dim lights

always the same images, and they keep coming back

It's a bit trite, but they keep coming back

like they don't want to fade

But weve changed, haven't we?

I think, we were always looking for something new

or at least we tried

I think, we were always seeking for something new

or at least we tried

Seems we fought a losing battle

but at least we are still here

Seems we fought a losing battle

but at least we are still here