[00:24.714]It's so hard to recall all their names
[00:30.286]And at 2 AM most of these streets look the same
[00:36.689]There's no reason to lie you look pretty when you cry
[00:42.642]But we don't want to dwell on that
[00:47.942]Cause there are some things we need to forget
[00:53.943]And no I don't mean the war
[00:57.293]the decisions or regrets. Now you start getting loud
[01:03.293]oh you always were proud. And it's true
[01:07.894]you have things to be proud of
[01:11.794]Through the muffling thickness
[01:15.495]of multiple scarves you said
[01:18.745]the terrible truth is love has torn us apart
[01:24.147]But a side street bar will bring warmth to our hearts
[01:29.748]And the past will turn to longing once again
[01:36.151]
[02:00.256]Then January tightened its grip
[02:07.039]We swerved into silence the frost sealed our lips
[02:12.539]And the detour derailed
[02:14.590]we went back from where we came
[02:17.691]where they greeted us like we're strangers
[02:23.141]It's getting harder and harder to try and fight time
[02:29.393]And now the DJ plays our favorite from 1999
[02:35.343]But if you hum along and remember the song
[02:41.194]we may move on to the next one
[02:46.796]But all the tones bounce off these walls
[02:58.599]Just like the paint has peeled off of city hall
[03:10.450]It used to look beautiful
[03:15.801]But it's a fucking disaster now
[03:23.101]Well the stains on the tracks
[03:26.101]are the proof we have been bleeding
[03:29.152]But it's only where they've taken us
[03:32.501]not where they're leading
[03:34.853]So let the telephone poles
[03:37.753]become beacons on the road to a place that's just your own
[03:45.854]That you can call home