A woodfire stove brings the warmth again
Reminds me of the color of sin
The trees are churning
The brain is on the mend again
Brings me back to the smell
Of something burning
Today is the day of yesterday
And that day will never fade
From our postcards
And we're sick and tired of this year again
And comebacks aren't in style
But your style is
We should have known by now
We should have known by now
Just a little one...
It's eating the edge off the surface
A window to what
I remember from the good days
Today is the day of yesterday
And that day will never fade
From our postcards
And we're sick and tired of this year again
And comebacks aren't in style
But your style is
We should have known by now
We should have known by now
And this time I'm already there
And this time I'm already there
We should have known by now