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