We'll Always Be Late

If the image of the stars that you see on the sky

Is twelve billion years old

Cause it takes so long for the light to travel

Then these stars are already dead

They exploded a long time ago

And you'll never know

What's going on there right now

So the face that you see and these eyes that love you

Are the eyes from a while ago

You cannot grasp "now"

We'll always be late

And I don't mind

You will never see what you wanted to find

We'll always be late and I don't care

Things are really different by the time you stare

So livin' in the moment, what does it even mean?

I'll live in the past

I'm made with memories