Days We Left Behind

[Verse 1]
Old town station
Paint chipped blue
Last train’s gone
But I see you
Faded posters
Names half-torn
We were laughing
Summer-worn
[Chorus]
All these days we left behind
Pressed like flowers in my mind
Soft and small
But they still shine
If I close my eyes just right
I can hear our gentle time
In the quiet
You are mine
In the days we left behind
[Verse 2]
Cheap arcade
Coins on string
You missed once
Won the ring
You were glowing
Plastic crown
Said “I’ll rule
This little town” (hey)
[Chorus]
All these days we left behind
Pressed like flowers in my mind
Soft and small
But they still shine
If I close my eyes just right
I can hear our gentle time
In the quiet
You are mine
In the days we left behind
[Bridge]
Life turns pages
Ink runs thin
We grow out
Of our old skin
But when night
Gets too loud
I walk back
Through that crowd
[Chorus]
All these days we left behind
Pressed like flowers in my mind
Soft and small
But they still shine
If I close my eyes just right
I can hear our gentle time
In the quiet
You are mine
In the days we left behind

pop, Gentle fingerpicked nylon guitar ballad with soft anime/J-pop sensibility; male vocals. Intimate, close-mic guitar, subtle swells of strings in the choruses, brushed percussion entering lightly halfway through. Verses stay hushed and reflective; choruses bloom with simple vocal harmonies and a touch of glockenspiel for bittersweet sparkle. Overall arc moves from fragile nostalgia to a quietly hopeful ending., classical guitar, tone, soundtrack, gentle, j-pop, nostalgic, anime