Oxymoron Lyrics

Here I am again, summer's end

Don't know how to feel or what to expect

Stealing sunflowers, taking photographs

Memorizing the hum, trying to make it all last

But I'm not the same boy I was in May

Everything has changed except my name

Now I'm packing up my belongings, onto the next phase

But I have no concrete understanding of what awaits

I thought we said our final goodbye

But no you're here again rubbing my back and drying my eyes

And what I thought was everything turned out to be trite

I am happy and sad at the same time but I'm learning that that's alright

'Cause I'm not the same boy I was in May

Everything has changed except my name

Now I'm packing up my belongings, onto the next phase

But I have no concrete understanding of what awaits

And I have no conclusion for you

You are an unfinished story

There must be more to write, to be inspired by

But who am I referring to?

I don't know

I don't know anymore

Because history rhymes

Chapters intertwine

Narratives overlap

Emotion transcends time

But I'm not the same boy I was in May

Everything has changed except my name

Now I'm packing up my belongings, onto the next phase

But I have no concrete understanding of what awaits

Probably more of the same

Whatever it is I will face

At least I know that I will be okay

And that the future holds both worse and better days

The future holds both worse and better days