Woorden: Bank Robbers (The). Life Is But A Dream. Crossing Hulses.

As I stepped off my porch today
I was hit by
an unmistakeable warm breeze
it took me back to your street
where my whole childhood was
for so many years that's all we knew
like playing in the road or staying up all night
in your room
and how we'll never do it again.

tonight these memories have me sitting in front of your house
there's a light on upstairs its not you
and it will never be again.

Now I'm crossing hulses
Like I've done so many times before.
This time I'm crying the rest of my childhood out.
throwing rocks and recalling smiles
and everything tha's come and gone
now its in the past
and I'll never be able to get it back