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By the time that your read this,
I'll be touching down halfway across the world
The open road is aching for my return
My resignation, my resurrection
So many things I cannot miss
I hope my friends will remember me as this
Burn, burn (burn, burn)
Like roman candles in June
Burn, burn (burn, burn)
The brightest flame burned out too soon
By the time that you read this I'll be crossing a distant galaxy
Falling to Earth; a sad astronaut in the web of gravity
No reservations, just revelations
So many things I cannot miss
I hope my friends will remember me as this
Burn, burn (burn, burn)
Like roman candles in June
Burn, burn (burn, burn)
The brightest flame burned out too soon
I smuggle all of my friends in my pockets everywhere I go
They are the wind at my back
This is where I belong
Burn, burn
To all those nights that we shared
Burn, burn
We'll raise our drinks in the air
Burn, burn
To a life that just ended too soon
This is where you belong
- Álbum:
- Before It Caves
- Returning to Webster Lake (EP)
- No Sanctuary
- Motown Classics
- Webster Lake
- These Past Five Years
- A Loss For Words/They Sleep They Dream
- Rock Sound: 100% Volume, #154
- Returning to Webster Lake
- R.V.R. Split Series
- RVR Split Series Volume II
- 4 Way Split
- AMP Magazine Presents 21 Young Gun Salute
- Vans Warped Tour: 2012 Tour Compilation
- 2012 Warped Tour Compilation
- Coming Soon to a Theater Near You
- Paper + Plastick Winter 2011 Sampler
- 2009 Summer Sampler
- Crises
- These Past 5 Years