Nostalgia (acoustic Halcyon version)
Paul Hedrick
The night is young
But you're in the shade
Of thirty one
It's nights like this
I can feel
You are hanging on
There are no more storms
In these days
Of halcyon
I realize as I sit
Watching old tapes
Of my home
I reach out from my state
But everything is
Monochrome
Okay, okay I can't win
You beat me
On hallowed ground
The thing is that
I remember
A time so profound
Tonight we toast
The shattered dreams
Of kings uncrowned
I realize as I sit
Watching old tapes
Of my home
I reach out from my state
But everything is
Monochrome
I cry out
Still no one hears
The megaphone
All that's left here
Are empty eyes on
A bare headstone
