UNDO

When we were eighteen
We exchanged our forevers
Promising our futures and eternities
As fleeting gifts on a sunny afternoon
We never thought to add…

I might erase you one day

Today I tore up the past
Browsing shelves of old photos
That bore no resemblance to me
Faces I no longer needed
From holes in the journey I’ve made

These are all the faces I once loved
And I in turn gave mine
These are the stitches life sewed
Deny that it was you
Write history anew

Then somebody called time
Someone who’d have an interest
In letting me go on
Said you can burn the record
But you can’t erase time

These are all the faces I once loved
And I in turn gave mine
These are the stitches life sewed
Deny that it was you
Write history anew

Ooh, every stitch in the fabric of me
Ooh, every stitch
Today I drop them one by one

This is the box in which I live
Crammed with old loves, faded images,
the foundation stones of my life
And when I am gone, they will find in it
A complete portrait of me
It is real, it is honesty

These are all the faces I once loved
(They promised me their future)
And I in turn gave mine
(When I knew nothing of time)
These are the stitches life sewed
(When the past no longer suits you)
Deny that it was you
Write history anew

There is no undo
Change the names, the road signs
Rip up the history books
Paper over the cracks

Write history anew

Pretend we are something we’re not
We can live through make-believe
But the past will never change

Write history anew

So glance back, but face forward
Carry your history with a silent pride
For it made you you