The WATER GUN Project - PAST Lyrics

I walk down the streets of my past
I try not to walk on the pavement lines
I think I found my lucky star
The day we met in the city park
I see my memories
In the windows
On sad and lonely mannequins
Draped with my hopes
And I find my stories
In your garbage bins
With pieces of my skin
And the clothes I wore
I run down the boulevards I seem crazy
My feet seem to know where they are taking me
To the future only you see
Waiting until I'm ready
I see my memories
In the windows
On sad and lonely mannequins
Draped with my hopes
And I find my stories
In your garbage bins
With pieces of my skin
And the clothes I wore
I see my memories
In the windows
On sad and lonely mannequins
Draped with my hopes
And I find my stories
In your garbage bins
With pieces of my skin
And the clothes I wore