It's coming to a close, I guess I should know
If I'm never going to see you again
At a place that sells vintage clothes
I guess I should know
That it hasn't been the easiest years
For a band all living in the throws
And then I see your smile
Between repetitive aisles of flannel shirts
And I, I thought you would show
Like a beautiful ghost caught in a saving throw
And I don't even care that it's over
And I don't even care there's a wall
And I won't ever look back for answers
And I won't ever look back at all
It's coming to a close
It's coming to a close
It's coming to a
I guess I should know
That the softer serif fades
The words remain as shown
In the summer snow
Well it hasn't been the easiest years
In a life that hasn't let you go
And then I see your smile
Between repetitive aisles of well-worn dirt
And I
I thought you would show
I thought you would show
I thought you would show
And I don't even care that it's over
And I don't even care there's a wall
And I won't ever look back for answers
And I won't ever look back, look back at all
I don't even care that it's over
(I guess I should know, as the words remain)
I don't even care there's a wall
(I guess I should know, as the words remain as shown)
I won't ever look back in anger
(I guess I should know, as the words remain)
I won't ever look back, look back at all
It's coming to a close
It's coming to a close
It's coming to a close
It's coming to a
