Compositor: Mylie Grace Kemmer
Yeah, I remember receiving your letter
Saying to meet me at our old spot
It was early December, but burnt like an ember
Looking like a thief who had just been caught
Our remnants of shattered dreams
Scattered thoughts on rainy rooftops
Hosted by the memories we forgot
I chased down a ghosted street
Reading a book twice has the same ending
Lost in the reeds of our own pretending
I'm sorry old road for the way I chased you down
I was hoping that someday maybe you'd come around
But I'll wait for you to call again but if you never do
You'll find me at that sorry old road looking for you
Maybe it was me and my quiet cultivation
Suffocated you far too much
I'm torn between the chaos of the silence
And the possibility of us
Our remnants of shattered dreams
Scattered thoughts on rainy rooftops
Hosted by the memories we forgot
I chased down a ghosted street
Reading a book twice has the same ending
Lost in the reeds of our own pretending
I'm sorry old road for the way I chased you down
I was hoping that someday maybe you'd come around
But I'll wait for you to call again but if you never do
You'll find me at that sorry old road looking for you
So, I'm sorry old road if I never come back
Like I said I would someday
It's about time I start to head back home
And leave us back in yesterday
I'm sorry old road if I never come back
Like I said I would someday
It's about time I start to head back home
Leave us in yesterday