Punished - Nostalgia

Here, so close but so far
I find myself
Until I walk cleared path
And around me trees, grass, snow falls

Very little time I need
To feel concrete
Sounds of urban settlement
But I don't want that

Morning has dawned
New day is gray
And everything reminds me of time
When we were little younger

We are no longer there
Where we used to be once...

But now everything is just the fog
Of oblivion that swallowed us
And years we were running away from
Finally caught up to us

Nostalgia...