forgotten good times line my floor

I've still got the poster up on my door

the first show we ever played

our first tour

time passes and heals old wounds

I still remember when you crooned:

"I could see it coming from miles away"

I don't mean to salt you were you bleed

I just never wanted it to end this way

woah you can't go home again

I understand your fears now

it took some time

but I came around

we've all lost loves

that in time we found

maybe thirty hour drives

made it hard for you to survive

at the very least

it changed our lives