It was the first snow of the season 
i can almost see you breathin 
in the middle of that empty street 
 
Sometimes i still see myself 
in that lonesome bedroom 
playin my guitar 
and singing songs of hope 
for a better future 
 
life is 
only 
as good as the memories we make 
and i'm taking back what belongs to me 
 
polaroids of classrooms unattended 
these relics of remembrence 
are just like shipwrecks 
only theyre gone faster 
than the smell after it rains 
 
last night while everyone was sleepin 
i tripped through my old neighborhood 
and resurrected memories from ashes 
 
we said that we would never 
we were really just like them 
does rebellion ever make a difference 
 
life is 
only 
as good as the memories we make 
and im taking back what belongs to me 
these relics of remembrence 
are just like shipwrecks 
only theyre gone faster 
than the smell after it rains 
 
So long astoria 
i found a map to buried treasure 
and even if we come home empty handed 
well still have our stories 
of battle scars, pirate ships and wounded hearts, 
broken bones, and all the best of friendships 
 
and when this hourglass 
has filtered out 
its final grain of sand 
i raise my glass to the memories we had 
this is my wish 
this is my wish 
im takin back 
im takin them all back