Its a reminiscence.
I dump it all behind, and swing it all back up.

Thinking back in time, someone said love is blind.
But they were wrong, I just chose not to see.
When it's right before your eyes, you'd rather compromise and give it all..

Then it don't turn out, the way it's supposed to be..
And it's hard to conceive..
When you see the forest, despite the cherry tree.
Now it's all burnt down.

And it's all calm..