Little Pictures

Here's a little picture for your wallet and your mind

It's us when we were searching for the blue we could not find

It's us with padded pockets, dazzling futures and these unpolluted smiles

Reality pushed back just by the thinkings of the latest styles

Well, I'm nineteen and I'm catching myself living in the past

Walls with wilted Polaroids of friends that didn't last

And everything that was promising is common now I find

So here's a little picture for your wallet and your mind

Here's a little picture for your wallet and your mind

It seems that what we wanted didn't like what we would find

It seems you didn't listen when I told you what I mean

Futility is reminiscence. Shades of velveteen

The ceaseless beatings of our histories, memories fill our lungs

Drowning us in different futures, down another rung

Well, my voice cracks with the thought of you, so innocent and blind

So here's a little picture for your wallet and your mind

It's just one of many pictures I must learn to leave behind