I popped in the old mix CD
You made when you were still in love with me
It takes me to another time
Where what we could have had was nearly mine
My hair was long, I let it down
I'd only tie it when you weren't around.
Spent every evening by your side,
Pretended you pretended not to mind.
Sorry I'm not bold,
Sorry I'm not strong,
Sorry that I moved along.
I'd love to be your remedy
If you feel down, come running straight to me.
Rebuild each other from the start,
I'd let you raid the wreckage of my heart.
I'd gladly be a hypocrite,
And let my reputation take a hit.
I should have made a move back then
But now each day, it's "I remember when."
Sorry, you were right,
Sorry, I was wrong,
Sorry that I moved along.
Hope that it's all in my head,
But I can never tell.
I'd ask, but I've convinced myself
That silence works just as well.
Don't really know what went so wrong,
But sure as hell, what once was there is gone.
The mix CD's been played to death
But I still sing the songs under my breath
Sorry I messed up,
Sorry I skipped town,
Sorry I can't say
Why I couldn't hang around
Sorry if I wait
A little bit too long.
Sorry that I wrote this song.
Turbulent indie rock from Levi Fuller & the Library that has the snarl of hardcore and the knotty meter of math rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 13, 2018