Must Be Seven - Billy Strings

Dirty broken dishes

Cigarette burns on the floor

She held a look of disbelief

And wandered through the door

To have a seat and meet the parents of the child

That was heading the wrong way

And it’s probably seven years

Since she turned around and hit the road that day

Paper tearing off the walls

A rotten, moldy sink

Well, he wandered to the counter

Just to fix himself a drink

Like there wasn’t something wrong

Like he couldn’t see the sorrow in

And it must be seven years

Since he tipped his hat and told 'em all «So long»

Well, she was so distracted

By the color of the room

She never thought that she would see

Her little flower bloom

And take the cards that he was dealt

Into the house the big, bad wolf could not blow down

And it must be seven years now

Since they turned their lives around

She said, «Stay on track

Don’t let me see you lookin' back

Never mind what’s left behind and don’t look back

Don’t look back»

Well the house shrunk in the rearview

They left it far behind

It faded out of sight

Back to the shadows of her mind

Like the shards of shattered mirrors

Broken pieces scattered o’er the burial ground

And it must be seven years now

Since they got out of that town

She said, «Stay on track

Don’t let me see you lookin' back

Never mind what’s left behind and don’t look back

Don’t look back»