Goodbyes
Memories for a lifetime and friends forever ?
You take all you have, pack it down in two bags to travel against another part of the world. You leave behind everything you ever known to see something else, to touch the future and make what if words forever unspoken. You feel the sand under your feets in the middle of the "winter" and a christmas like u never seen it before. You adjust to new food and new people. You take in all of the new things that is going to be a part of your life for the next year.
But it never stops there, it never ends with new food and and a new place. The words new will fade away and suddenly you start to belong in your own adventure. Suddenly you wake up one day and feel like home. It takes time, even longer then you think but one year from stepping on that plane against the unknown you do create yourself a new life out of nothing. And your whole life like it used to be feel so far away that it barely crosses your mind anymore. And suddenly you find yourself with closer friends then you could ever imagine would become a part of your life. Friends you know better then anything and make you laugh through pain and tears.
And then you have to say goodbye...
Goodbye to everything you know and pack up your whole life in two bags and just leave. Leave to go back to something that's not there anymore, Say goodbye to those people that know you better then anyone and fly away for another part of the world.
I love to travel and I love to experience new things in life, follow my dreams and see how far I can go. But the worst thing with creating a new life all the time is the people you leave behind,
Memories of a life time and friends forever ? maybe so...
but in the end it's just goodbye
Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?
Can we survive it out there?
Can we make it somehow?
I guess I thought that this would never end
And suddenly it's like we're women and men
Will the past be a shadow that will follow us 'round?
Will these memories fade when I leave this town
I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye
Keep on thinking it's a time to fly
You take all you have, pack it down in two bags to travel against another part of the world. You leave behind everything you ever known to see something else, to touch the future and make what if words forever unspoken. You feel the sand under your feets in the middle of the "winter" and a christmas like u never seen it before. You adjust to new food and new people. You take in all of the new things that is going to be a part of your life for the next year.
But it never stops there, it never ends with new food and and a new place. The words new will fade away and suddenly you start to belong in your own adventure. Suddenly you wake up one day and feel like home. It takes time, even longer then you think but one year from stepping on that plane against the unknown you do create yourself a new life out of nothing. And your whole life like it used to be feel so far away that it barely crosses your mind anymore. And suddenly you find yourself with closer friends then you could ever imagine would become a part of your life. Friends you know better then anything and make you laugh through pain and tears.
And then you have to say goodbye...
Goodbye to everything you know and pack up your whole life in two bags and just leave. Leave to go back to something that's not there anymore, Say goodbye to those people that know you better then anyone and fly away for another part of the world.
I love to travel and I love to experience new things in life, follow my dreams and see how far I can go. But the worst thing with creating a new life all the time is the people you leave behind,
Memories of a life time and friends forever ? maybe so...
but in the end it's just goodbye
Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?
Can we survive it out there?
Can we make it somehow?
I guess I thought that this would never end
And suddenly it's like we're women and men
Will the past be a shadow that will follow us 'round?
Will these memories fade when I leave this town
I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye
Keep on thinking it's a time to fly
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