Memories flood back and again I'm lost in time
Is there a button I can press so I can rewind?
Maybe a phone number, a code that I could call?
Cause "I don't hate you, not even a little, not even at all"

If I pressed that button, would I be able to forget
The fact that we ever really met?
Would we be just two souls, out there in space
Never to have met each other face to face?

Do I even have the strength in me
To leave your life and let you be
Without another word left to say
Would you really be okay?

The answer is no

I have the thoughts, though paper's not filled
I do have the pen, but the ink's been spilled
The will is there and yet is nowhere to be seen
But what does that really mean?

Although the empty and the silence does sound "fine"
I can't pretend that our pasts didn't intertwine
I notice my tapestry of life slowly forming for all the years that it took
But I somewhat like how it's starting to look

It's not perfect however when being in a calm flow
From it's edges I can see a faintly glow
And for my history to be this way for me to SHINE
Then no, that button I will not press to rewind.

There's been some ups (and downs more than I can count)
But I knew with you (and my crew) around I'd be safe and sound
And since I'm certain there's much more in store for me
I'm throwing in the towel and just let the past be

I wish apologies were rewinds
that could go back to that place in time.
& make everything alright.

To go back to that kiss,
In your arms,
And feel blanketed in your warmth...

But instead I think back to that point in time,
Where unfortunately there is no rewind.
Forgiveness is in my heart,
But it also remembers to tread lightly.
It makes me think.

Think about you.
Think about me.
Think about the way things used to be.

I wish apologies could take it all back,
but in reality there are no rewinds.
Thankfully,
Things continuously move forward.
Even with trepedity.

I wonder how much would change
I wonder how much we could do
If we stopped trying to rewind time.
Would you be happier?
Would your soul be more whole?
Would you feel more or less in control?
The truth is, nothing good can come
From living in the past
In a world where nothing
is meant to last

a million reminders
that I can't run away from this time
not this time
stuck in the rewind
I replay the day it all changed
Can't I just forget?
Until then --- in the ashes I remain

Never ask,
           Always think
                firstly...

                           And then follow
the words backwards,
           to find the meaning


of what was not clear the first time.

sometimes we rewind
                                  to find
what wasn't clear.
            

Freeze framing to find that moment
         we should have noticed
an indiscretion and navigate the
          meaning of where we  

fell to pick ourselves up
                            and recognise

our own failing.

When I see you watching me
I lose my mind
Only wanna stop
And just hit rewind.