I often wonder why the songs these days
Aren't as moving as those of our days
Long gone, so I keep going back to
The old songs I wrapped myself in, bathing in
The light of nostalgia, yet trying not to lament
How things have changed, how this scarred house
Refused to sway with the wind of emotions
In its cemented bricks of solitude.
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My mum told me that songs these days are thrash compared to the more meaningful songs of the past.
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