I miss the saints I'd always find
Giving me hope in our backyard
I miss the colors every time
Giving me hope in our backyard
They told me silently
That I'd never leave
It's far too late to bring me back
I always seem to change inside the past
But don't leave the noise in me
Can it really be you left the same?
Can it really be you left the same?
I can't change now with all your walls
And these rooftops floating in my head
In my head, I count the days
Pretending I'm the same
Blaming me again
We're years away where I was falling
I'm not the same but now you're finding home
You would be seen before you leave these walls again
But it's over now
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