Tiff Song - Noah Reid

I was young then

How could I know

That the mistakes I made would fade away like names pissed in the snow

Seems like young men

Have a reputation to uphold

Go get drunk do somethin' dumb

Kiss a girl bite your tongue

Do what you’re told

I’m getting over

Getting older all the time

I guess a toenail makes no difference in a good bottle of wine

These images that fade

In and out of focus

Looking for that magnum opus

Hell I hope it’s down the line

As I’m smokin' down this phony showbiz shine

It seems so seamless

When you see it all at first

When the photo flashes burst

And then the smilin' starts to hurt

Who could dream this

It’s like I’m drownin' in my thirst

The fabrication of appeal

Let’s keep it real

Except what’s real is all rehearsed

I bought this jacket

Because the front said Montreal

That’s a town I had to leave I didn’t want to leave at all

And when I wear it

It makes me feel alone

It’s a reminder that I needed a reminder

Of a place I once called home

But in Toronto

There’s a couple parks I know

Where the trees flow in the breeze and the people all walk slow

And I could sit there for hours

Even in the snow

I can always find the time to waste my time

I hope I never let that go