Looking up on a rusted skyline Looking back on your last day Vines climb, top the spire Your blood in my veins High lights flood the fogged-out road Can't tell the old man from a ghost Long days on the rushing river Long days with your oldest friends Long days where you can't stop laughing Well never be here again Mamas calling to you, boy Best get home now Long boats, froze into the lake God knows, He made a few mistake Touched the void but it was a little late To get turned around Ain't no rhyme or reason Ain't no second takes Call it love or call it treason Can't wash these marks away Ashes falling like the snow On the bridges down below Open eyes in the last lights dim All those memories come flood back in In the light of the morning Your breath rises to the wind The pain is gone The pain is gone.