A Bloody Canvas So Far Away
I used to know you like the back of my handBut that got
lost while I was waving goodbye
It seems that we've lost so much
Eight years of my life lost like a single grain of sand
Swept up by the wind
The phone never rings
It's just silent and stings
Like salt in a metaphorical wound
Do you remember that starless night some September?
We sat out on my back porch with all our Pokemon cards
Back before we knew of life and the things that it
could do
You told me then that we would always be best friends
We would always be best friends
We would always be
I have all these memories but I know they could mean
something more to me
Than just a silent movie stuck on repeat
Where has all our time gone?
It seems like yesterday when we were living the jokes
we would laugh at today
But we're not laughing today
At least not together
I thought best friends meant forever
I thought best friends meant forever
The phone never rings
It's just silent and stings
Like salt in a metaphorical wound
Are you making a point to avoid everyone you left
behind?
I used to think it was hard when you moved more than a
street away
But now it's harder today
Than it ever was before
You're just a face in a photograph that hasn't begun to
fade
And I don't think it ever will
Do you remember those summers we spent at the New
Jersey shore?
When we were younger we used to jump through the waves
And make those jellyfish graves, the gulls used to love
that
When we started to notice the girls lying in their
suits
We knew we had finally grown up
But so had they
So had they
Maybe we just grew up too fast
The phone never rings
It's just silent and stings
Like salt in a metaphorical wound
So, how do you like Minnesota?
If it's too cold you can always come back home
But if Minneapolis is perfect then I'll be happy for
your life
I just have to ask
Are you making a point to avoid everyone you left
behind?
Most importantly me
The phone never rings
It's just silent and stings
Like salt in a metaphorical wound
