Nostalgia

Failed you not fooled you
Bit off more than we could chew
In silent rage I'll come of age
The one you thought you knew
He must learn his lesson’s too

What's before what's left behind
Has troubled and clouded your mind
Gave up on him as he fell far short
Your man, his love and his light
Anxious pale with fright
Your man, his love and his light

I'm holding on I'm holding on to a memory
I can memorise no more
I'm hanging on I'm hanging on to my enemy
That I adore
Now I'm holding I'm holding on to my enemy
Nostalgia

No whimper, no sound
Silenced as I'm slowly burning out
Dismissed again what I needed most
My truth was shrouded in doubt
Soundlessly I sang out
The listeners a tone-deaf crowd

I'm holding on I'm holding on to a memory
I can memorise no more
Now I'm hanging I'm hanging on to my enemy
That I adore
Now I'm holding I'm holding on to my enemy
Nostalgia

Choose truth over fairness over pride
Choose truth over fairness over pride
Choose truth over fairness over pride
Choose truth over fairness over pride

I'm holding on I'm holding on to a memory
I can memorise no more
Now I'm hanging I'm hanging on to my enemy
That I adore
Now I'm holding I'm holding on to my enemy
Nostalgia, nostalgia, nostalgia, nostalgia