ALBUM REVIEW: Bloom – Maybe In Another Life
Lost in the fantasy of being anyone but me.
Lost in the fantasy of being anyone but me.
Now I’m left with a sense of uncertainty. Is this all that’s meant for me?
None of us chose to be here but we’re privileged to stay.
Words like weathered footprints, of a size since evolved.
Waves of emotion, lakes of rain have fallen.
I don’t want to be left behind.
Pride, vanity, meaningless crowns.
I tore a hole in the fabric of time just to bring you home.
Make me forget all the ways that you hated me.