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Reversing Time: Reflecting on Lost Innocence and Rediscovering Life's Colors
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I've sat and watched this city crumble,
The speaker has observed the city deteriorating.
Just as it was being built.
Despite efforts to build, it's falling apart.
And the bigger it gets the less it's thought of,
The more the city grows, the less it's valued or appreciated.
Well, I'm just scared of losing all that we have left.
The speaker fears losing what little remains.
And the colors of these roads are matching the rainy sky.
The roads' colors resemble the gloomy sky due to rain.
We're too blind to see what's really here in front of our eyes.
People are oblivious to what's truly important around them.
And I hope someday this will all reverse,
The hope for a reversal to a better past.
And send us back to the times before.
Wishing to return to a previous, happier time.
Before we grew up and lost the novelty of,
Before adulthood stripped away the wonder of simple joys.
Clear blue skies and climbing trees.
Memories of carefree times under clear skies and climbing trees.
Can't you see what our lives have come to be?
Questioning the current state of their lives.
Can't you see what our lives have come to be?
Repeated emphasis on the realization of life's change.
We used to just make friends so easily,
Recollection of effortlessly making friends without judgment.
Never judging anyone was how it's meant to be.
An idealized vision of accepting others without bias.
Our parents were always heroes in our eyes,
Parents were initially seen as heroes until media altered perceptions.
But TV and magazines soon changed our minds.
Media influenced changing perspectives on role models.
And the colors of these roads are matching the rainy sky.
Reiteration of the dismal surroundings mirroring the sky.
We're too blind to see what's really here in front of our eyes.
Continued unawareness of reality's essence.
And I hope someday this will all reverse,
A wish for a reversal to a happier past.
And send us back to the times before.
Desire to return to a more innocent period.
Before we grew up and lost the novelty of,
Reflecting on the loss of childhood's simple joys.
Clear blue skies and climbing trees.
Remembering carefree days under clear skies.
Can't you see what our lives have come to be?
Reiteration of questioning the current state of life.
Can't you see what our lives have come to be?
Emphasis on the realization of life's transformation.
I watched the ones I loved turn into rust,
Seeing loved ones deteriorate or change negatively.
Wearing almost nothing they go out after dusk.
People exposing themselves, potentially losing their essence.
As if to be accepted you need to sell yourself,
Feeling the need to conform by compromising oneself.
They need to learn there's much more to this world.
A desire for a broader perspective on life.
And the colors of these roads are matching the rainy sky.
Reiterating the similarity between roads and the dreary sky.
We're too blind to see what's really here in front of our eyes.
Continued obliviousness to what truly matters.
And I hope someday this will all reverse,
Yearning for a reversal to a more positive past.
And send us back to the times before.
Longing to revisit a simpler and happier time.
Before we grew up and lost the novelty of,
Reflecting on the loss of childhood's innocence.
Clear blue skies and climbing trees.
Recalling carefree moments under clear skies.
Can't you see what our lives have come to be?
Continued questioning of the current state of life.
Can't you see what our lives have come to be?
Emphasizing the recognition of life's current state.
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