History歌词

作词 : Rachel Dara Gellerman
作曲 : Patrick Goss
Calendar pages go,
and I should go with them, I know.
Instead, I gaze out windows,
getting lost in months ago.
Thinking ‘bout all those highs,
and the lows— turn a blind eye,
but rose glasses make it alright.
I know that we said we’re far past repair,
but what if I said I don’t even care.
Let’s just be a mess,
we’ll sort out the rest,
I’d rather have all of it with you here.
So, let’s forget all of our senses,
take down all our guarded fences,
take our history,
make it all repeat.
Throw out all our hesitations,
sugarcoat our reservations,
whatever we need,
to make our history repeat.
To make our history repeat.
Hourglass like quicksand,
and ahead— nothing but wasteland.
It’s empty where you should stand.
Let’s just go back to all we planned.
Back to picture postcards,
back to fate left to the stars,
and looked away when things were hard.
I know that we said we’re far past repair,
but what if I said I don’t even care?
Let’s just be a mess,
we’ll sort out the rest,
I’d rather have all of it with you here.
So, let’s forget all of our senses,
take down all our guarded fences,
take our history,
make it all repeat.
Throw out all our hesitations,
sugarcoat our reservations,
whatever we need,
to make our history repeat.
To make our history repeat.
To make our history,
to make our history repeat.