Nana Grizol - Cynicism

I once saw a s^Cunset so vivid and wa^Frm that I swore it was per^Gfect I once had a l^Cover, I'm not sure if I'll reco^Fver, but I know it was worth i^Gt Then, last night in the c^Car, the falling raindrops looked like star^Fs of some incalculable ^Gspeed Then later, my f^Friends said "Good to see you agai^Fmn, this is a home to me" ^C

So I wrote a s^Fong and I called it "The Love of my Lif^Ce" Said "don't be g^Fone long", it now sings me to sleep every nig^Ght

And I never learned a le^Csson looking at my own ref^Flection, but sometimes it seems ^Guseful So I loosen my heart^C strings in high hopes of sta^Frting to find something trut^Ghful

Cynicism isn't wisd^Fom, it's a lazy way to say that you've been burn^Ced It seems, if a^Fnything, you'd be less certain after everythi^Fmng you ever learned