Images - The Ransom Collective

You look so different than when we first met

Stolen, you look shattered in a sense

So I close my eyes

We're taking memories from the past

Trading these images are meant to last

So I'll show you how

The wind beneath my fingertips

Of flashback to those midnight trips

A simple little memory

That always gets the best of me

So I'll keep all these thoughts all lost inside of my head

'Cause I've known for a saying we never should have been said

We're thinking back to the good old days

Holding on to what still remains

So I'll show you why

The colors is fading and the paint has chipped

On that old house where we once lived

So I won't let go

The wind beneath my fingertips

Of flashback to those midnight trips

A simple little memory

That always gets the best of me

So I'll keep all these thoughts all lost inside of my head

'Cause I've known for a saying we never should have been said

So we'll sit in silence

Straining our eyelids

Until they're reminded

What's buried behind them

So we'll sit in silence

Straining our eyelids

Until they're reminded

What's buried behind them

So we'll sit in silence

Straining our eyelids

Until they're reminded

What's buried behind them

They are all fragments

Of something we miss

So much more than just

Mental images

They are all fragments

Of something we miss

So much more than just

Mental images