anemoia

Warmth Tones nostalgic Don't you notice? I'm right behind this veil of photographic noise Static Over empathetic Strangely manic So romantic Hoping to run away into the sunset Tones nostalgic I'm growing homesick The world is so loud I can't hear a single word Smiles on faces blurred It's all so loud I can't hear a single word And hidden in the dirt Lay all the ones hate's hurt A mood lightly painted Can't you see it's wrapped in cellophane If we should rid our minds of plastic Would we no longer float? Anemoia Tones nostalgic I'm growing homesick The world is so loud I can't hear a single word Smiles on faces blurred It's all so loud I can't hear a single word And hidden in the dirt Lay all the ones hate's Skewed and blurred Smudged and burned All the ones hate's Skewed and blurred Smudged and burned All the ones hate's hurt