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