Lost in Time

Back in the days, 

It was so fine.

But it was a lucid dream

Of a life dreamt of.

They say good times

Don't last so long.

Oh heck was it not so wrong

To be the one facing it so early.

They who don't know,

The lives of the wasted...

How could they be so numb 

Towards the lingering souls?

Lost in time we get

About all those memories.

Wish to relive them all

Whilst they'll never come true.

Is it so wrong To think 

About a life you dream of?

When thee surely know 

That it'll be gone?

I'd still want to be lost in time

In a world so sweet ;

Where none is there to stop

In this world of facade.