Ditches - Cayucas

I told myself that I won’t end up down in the ditches

See, I lit the match and watch the fire burn

Through the town we grew up in

Oh suburbia, you left us peering out over fences

Off a diving board, jackknife into the deep end

From empty lots filled with parking spots

We were bored

And the memories not yet forgotten

They don’t wash away

No, they don’t flicker out

They’re lurking in the dark at the end of the day

Oh Oh No

No I don’t wanna end up like this

Down in the sewers

The is

The dawn explodes

All bombs up in the air

The silhouette through her bedroom window is gone

It’s no longer there

But you were never lost

Oh whoa (x8)

No second thoughts, no hesitation

The months, the years, of isolation

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The memory filled passerby

This town is quiet, it looks like a background

The trophies on the shelf are no longer around

Taste the cigarette, it’s at the edge of your mouth

The flame still burns and it won’t go out