It's cold out here but I keep warm beside the fire
I said "Memories ain't gonna keep you warm"
But as usual I was wrong
"It's a messed up thing to do I know"
You would say
Burning these old photographs
But I'm done looking at the past
Like when I cut myself with your fishing knife
Out on your boat
You gently placed a bandaid on
And winced as if you felt the sting but it
Didn't wanna stop bleeding
"it's a funny thing"
The doctor said with smiling eyes
As I told myself to memorise
Everything just as it was
That split second because
There are these moments you just know
You want to take with you even though
You wanna take with you even though where you're going
You're going alone
You're going alone
You're going alone
You're going alone
Mmm
