Nostalgia Lyrics

Voices heard in fields of green.
Their joy, their calm, and luxury
Are lost within the wanderings of my mind.
I'm cutting branches from the trees,
Shaped by years om memories.
To exorcise their ghosts from inside of me.
The sound of waves in a pool of water.
I'm drowing in my nostalgia.
Nostaligia.
Ay, ay, ay, nostaligia.
The sound of waves in a pool of water.
I'm drowing in my nostalgia.
Nostalgia.
My nostalgia.
My nostalgia.
My nostalgia.