And I've never looked back since I left home long ago
 But I hoped a trip into the country
 Would help remind me all the things I used to know

 And that's what I came for
 And that's all I hoped for

 There once was good blood in the breeze here
 We rode across the lake each new year
 What have I remembered
 What did this used to be

 The ice, it used to shine upon our river
 It was a mirror that the cold dark water ran way deep beneath
 And here were many years of winter drownings
 I kept track of these things as they were told to me

 And that?s what I looked for
 That's what I came for...

 The changes of the year were once like breathing
 Well this year they're the seasons of my discontent
 But I cannot rewrite my old diaries
 I can only recall all the things that came & went

 But that's what I'd come for
 And that's what I'd hoped for