Fold the note, into threes.
Place my bets while on the run.
Old man told me I’d feel ready,
To rise and fall with the setting sun.
And if I sold my soul,
Somewhere between point
A and point B.
Would I realize what I’ve down,
Before I made it down to New Orleans.
And I know change is coming,
This how things tend to go.
And it’s in the corners we roam,
Guess I’ll never know.
How to let go.
Now you’ve got the road ahead,
Several years have come to pass.
He said son hold on to the good times,
Cus I could never
figure out how to make them last.
Then I dragged my bones,
All the way across the USA.
Then I made it to the place,
Where I felt like I was born and raised.
And I know change is coming,
But I swear that I was just here.
And it’s in the corners we roam,
Guess I’ll never know.
How to let go.
Thanks for helping me get through separating with the first person I had a real relationship with. Manages to be excellent sad pop punk a la The Story So Far except with an actual singer and lyrics that aren’t misogynistic like TSSF and so many bands of that cohort. dirtycommiescum
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