Well, I can't say that I miss my old dog much
Yet, I've never looked back since I left home long ago
But I hoped a trip into the country
Would help remind me all the things I used to knowThat's what I came for
That's what I hoped forThere once was good blood in the breeze here
We rode across the lake each new year
What have I remembered?
What did this used to be?The ice, it used to shine upon our river
It was a mirror that the cold dark water
Ran away deep beneath
And here were many years of winter drownings
I kept track of these things as they were told to meThat's what I came for
That's what I hoped forThere once was good blood in the breeze here
We rode across the lake each new year
What have I remembered?
What did this used to be?The changes of the year were once a blessing
But this year they're the seasons of my discontent
But I cannot rewrite my old diaries
I can only recall all the things that came and wentThat's what I came for
That's what I hoped forThere once was good blood in the breeze here
We rode across the lake each new year
What have I remembered?
What did this used to be?What have I remembered?
What did this used to be?