It's coming to a close
I guess I should know
That I'm never going to see you again
At a place that sells vintage clothes
I guess you should know
That it hasn't been the easiest years
For a band not wearing vintage clothes
And then I see your smile
Between the repetitive isles
Of flannel shirts
And I, I thought you'd show
Like a beautiful coast
Got in a saving throw

And I don't even care that It's over
I don't even care there's a wall
And I won't ever look back at anger
I won't ever look back, look back at all
It's coming to a close
I wish I could know
If the soft [?] fades
All the words remain

Care
I won't ever look back
Look back at all
(solo)