Scrapped slew of core concert memories,
they come back to me with an intro;
Set opens with that number one hit,
the crowd roars with the very first chord;
They come back to me with an intro,
taking me right back to that old tour;
The crowd roars with the very first chord,
tickets and wristbands capture the sound;
Taking me right back to that old tour,
endless lines and bustling adrenaline;
Tickets and wristbands capture the sound,
it gets pumped directly to my veins;
Endless lines and bustling adrenaline,
every nostalgic note comes flooding;
It gets pumped directly to my veins,
a portal to cut a rug through time;
Every nostalgic note comes flooding,
set opens with that number one hit;
A portal to cut a rug through time,
scrapped slew of core concert memories.
And then the focus came from the ground
Where leaves go and love grows
And how the brain burns
In the flashing pace of heavy guilt
The still-watered moments
Borne out of raisins and ants
And everyday smiles
I'll live today on this couch
This couch isn't mine and I'm wearing a wristband
As clear as day there is sunlight in our eyes
I walk outside