The Burden of Time // Track 3

Yesterday's Light

Lyrics

Sun-faded pictures in a shoebox throne,
Barefoot summers I used to own.
That rusty swing set, a ghost on the lawn,
Singing its quiet song ‘til dawn.

And I’m chasing after yesterday’s light,
A beautiful haunting in the dead of night.
These memories echo, a perfect design,
Was it better then, or just better in my mind?

First car freedom, windows rolled down low,
A mixtape kingdom on the radio.
Thought I had the answers, nowhere left to go,
Watching the seasons come and go so slow.

And I’m chasing after yesterday’s light,
A beautiful haunting in the dead of night.
These memories echo, a perfect design,
Was it better then, or just better in my mind?

Now the rain is falling on a different street,
The coffee’s bitter, the silence is sweet.
I paid the bills and I learned the game,
But sometimes I call out my own old name.

This room is quiet, the clock just sighs…
All that running… for this empty prize?
Every perfect moment, a frame on the wall…
But the living is now… or not at all.

Still I’m chasing after yesterday’s light!
A beautiful haunting in the dead of night!
But these memories echo, a fragile design,
Maybe now is the moment I gotta make mine.

Meaning

"This song holds onto memories that feel real and warm. Moments that did not need effort to matter. Childhood, early freedom, simple experiences that carried weight without you noticing it at the time. There is a sense of comfort in those memories, like something solid you can go back to. As time moves forward, those moments start to feel further away. You find yourself going back to them, trying to understand what made them feel so complete. It turns into a quiet search. You look at your life now and compare it to what those days felt like, trying to figure out where that feeling went. What makes it hit is the realization that those moments were real because they were lived fully at the time. There is something emotional in accepting that you cannot go back, but you still have the chance to live something meaningful now. It is not about recreating the past. It is about not missing what is in front of you."