Lyrics:
A Hundred years slip by
A thousand schemes have ended
Everything I know has vanished from sight
Without the people I love
I feel adrift from myself
Some say, silence is golden – not me
I make small talk at the grocery
I know that they’re feeling lonely – like me
It’s not the life I planned for
But who am I to demand more
But as for my friends
I would like to see them again
In the life, the life to come
It’s not exactly strife
This different pace of life
My world bounded as ever by screens
I try to be productive
Or do something constructive
I spend most of my free time outside
Rain soaks my skin then the sun shines
Weather can change in the blink of an eye
What’s gone is already gone
What hasn’t come needs no thought
But as for my friends
I would like to see them again
In the life, the life to come
Seed: Ariel Wyner
Chords/Melody: Sofía Chiarandini
Lyrics: Noah Harrington
Arrangement: Micah Nicol