Old forms from Ambrose by Ambrose

Latching onto a younger body, what used to be feels intoxicating
Withering back into place, forgetting every familiar face
Lost in your presence, found in my absence
Never seeing through your transparent form
Bared a burden and a debt, that time and place when we look back
When we look back
I wish you could see what I could see
and I could be who I wanted
I can't stay with you, but you'll stay with me
In those subtle memories, left as an entity
In those subtle memories, where I still drag my feet
I still drag my feet, in those subtle memories
I still drag my feet, in those subtle memories

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