fort of the damned

I'm, flying down the road

North 295

Speeding to slow, down my life

But, I cant help to think

Of what we never were

My toothbrush in your sink

Flashbacks become a blur

The world stopped and watched

My sheets still marked with your smell

I left it all behind

As I do so often

And when I go on tour

Might keep your polaroid in my wallet

I left it all behind

As I do so often