A single moment
A single frame
Preserved in time
But betrayed
By the glossy surface that separates
By this photographic window pane
We collect them, and we store them
These memories, they’re so much more than
Just bygone days, long passed away
They are precious pieces of life
If we could just go back
If we could just replay
If we could just step into these picture frames
If we could just slow down
If we could just stay
Just hold onto the pieces that remain
Of these bygone days
Of these bygone days
Heartwarming laughter
A breathtaking view
Saved forever by this lens I’m looking through
A thousand words fall short
Of these pictures' value
And every day they become worth more, I assure you
We collect them, and we store them
These memories, they’re so much more than
Just bygone days, long passed away
They are precious pieces of life
If we could just go back
If we could just replay
If we could just step into these picture frames
If we could just slow down
If we could just stay
Just hold onto the pieces that remain
Of these bygone days
Of these bygone days
Is this all there is to life?
Looking back at where we’ve been?
Wishing we were anywhere but here…
Wishin'… Wishin'
That we were somewhere else, sometime
Else, someone else
That from here it’s all downhill?
That now we’ll never be young
Never be fun, never be our better self?
Why’d we start looking backward not forward
When did we forget to dream?
Was it really always better then?
What about now? What about living?
Every moment is a precious gift
That’s why we call it the present
I know you’ve heard that before
So why don’t you believe it?
Believe it That’s what makes memories beautiful
Knowing that with time they’ll fade
So make the most of living now
Make the most of each bygone
Day