Testo: Tim Brantley. Bon Voyage. Ticker Tape Parade.

Yeah were all rearranged after fire after rain and it cant be explained whats gone and what remains four or five years go by time away opens eyes come back around and you know youre not the same and the only thing that hasnt changed is your name your rooms full of boxes with all of your things and your counting the minutes but youre glad you came through town you remember the turns and the smell of the air and the lessons you learned but youre older now and you feel it inside make a left by the church as you pass by the drive and you halfway hope to see her standing there yeah you halfway hope to see here standing there and youre glad you got away heres your ticker tape parade