Kirsten Williams: Music

• MP3 play whole song, hi-fi (broadband)

Another quiet Sunday and I’m cleaning house 

I sift through boxed up memories sorting things out         

Funny how a matchbook can tell a story all its own 

Of a couple in a restaurant then of a boy and a girl alone

 

And I go back in time, I go back in time  

Then I focus my mind on today  

 

There’s no need for nostalgia  

When a no good thing is gone 

There’s no need for nostalgia 

When you’re trying to move on

Baby I’m trying to move on 

 

 I flip through faded photographs to find a cast of characters  

At dinner parties and holidays while I’m the absent narrator

Then suddenly he appears on a hillside in the sun 

He’s squinting and he’s waving with no hint of what’s to come 

 

And I go back in time, I go back in time 

Then I focus my mind on today 

 

There’s no need for nostalgia  

When a no good thing is gone 

There’s no need for nostalgia 

When you’re trying to move on 

Baby I’m trying to move on 

 

I lay everything out 

I line everything up 

I’ve finally figured out   

The sum of all parts was just never enough 

 

So there’s no need for nostalgia  

When a no good thing is gone 

No there’s no need for nostalgia 

Cause I’m fine, and I’m moving on   

Baby I’m trying to move on