So long, astoria
It was the first snow of the season
- It was the first snow of the season
- I can almost see you breathing
- In the middle of that empty street
- Sometimes I still see myself
- In that lonesome bedroom
- Playing my guitar and singing songs
- Of hope for a better future
- Life is only as good as the memories we make
- And I'm taking back what belongs to me
- Polaroids of classrooms unattended
- These relics of remembrance are just like shipwrecks
- Only they're gone faster than the smell after it rains
- Last night while everyone was sleeping
- I drove through my old neighborhood
- And resurrected memories from ashes
- We said that we would never fit in
- When we were really just like them-
- Does rebellion ever make a difference
- Life is only as good as the memories we make
- And I'm taking back what belongs to me
- Polaroids of classrooms unattended
- These relics of remembrance are just like shipwrecks
- Only they're gone faster than the smell after it rains
- So long Astoria I found a map to buried treasure
- And even if we come home empty handed
- We'll still have our
- Stories of battle scars
- Pirate ships and wounded hearts
- Broken bones and all the best of friendships
- And when this hourglass has filtered out
- Its' final grain of sand
- I raise my glass to the memories we had
- This is my wish and I'm taking it back
- I'm taking them all back
Let's listen to my solo!
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2019-12-28 11:06 SHARPSH-04G
評論 5
Good job
You're talented
You're talented
So sweet
Your voice is so stunning