Testo 100% Take Home - Whatever, Dad

100% Take Home

It does not make linear sense
To miss that which I haven’t
Lived through yet
And yet I’m still upset
The sound will hark back to the space
That collected a memory
I can’t trace
It’s not my place to claim
How come I feel the same
Way that you feel now when
Your thoughts returned to then
It’s simpler to solidify
A daydream at a point be in time
Then to picture myself
In seasons gone by
Whenever I feel most alone
Tender I continue to pine
For home
Then when I’m already in my bed
I lie in restlessness
Home is another scented landscape in your head
The smell will hark back to the space
That collected a memory
I can’t trace
It’s not my place to claim
How come I feel the same
Way that you feel now when
Your thoughts returned to then