About a New Life (Lie)

Rain drenched streets, flightless moths, tall trees,
Unfamiliar faces
Autumn’s familiar smell
Sleepless nights and hot cups of tea.
And time goes by.
The memory lingers on for a while
Of brick lanes and crowded streets
And then it’s all the same..

Getting used to it.
Getting used to it.

Dreaming on, wondering is this it?
Is this the end?
Growing up?
Running for glory?
Money and fame
Sugarcoated smartness.

And time goes by.
Getting used to it.


Your memory lingers on for a while, and then it’s all the same..
Getting used to it.
Getting used to it.