now december

in a foreign land

You've got burnt eyes

don't tone it down

where is this life you yearn but haven't seen for a while

everyone that is left doesn't care and all the other ones are gone

its just the way things are

 

remember saturdays

just kids and a house full of light

I guess we got lucky

with all of the things

we left behind

left behind

a stranger in your old house

a stranger in your old house

another cold night

don't let the wind get to your neck

nobody here could tell you there's a reason why you should be somewhere else

the space between us

old friends that you have loved

the memories on the drawer

its not coming back

a stranger in your old house

a stranger in your old house

looking at it now

could see it coming

knowing it'll be gone

by the morning

for the rest of your life

split in even halves

wondering if all

added to something

when you left years ago

for a calling

for the rest of your life

Split in even halves