What's Gone Is Gone
The day the world went colorblind
I hit a hundred in my car
Driving on the other side of the road
So I could cover up the yellow lines
And be at peace with myself
All the windows down so i could feel the future rushing in
I'm finding this highway never slows down for me
I'm finding this world just keeps going
On and on, I can't believe it's almost gone
And what it feels like to be wrong
I guess I have to face it soon that what is gone is gone
But I always try to live between
Hanging on to the good old songs
I guess it's time to figure out that what is gone is gone
And what is here is here
I had to say it all
Wrote a letter about my independence on the bathroom wall
Thinking if I told everyone
That we could once and for all
Switch places with our obligations and free fall
I'm finding how to ride all the waves between the calm
And I'm finding this world just keeps going
On and on, I can't believe it's almost gone
And what it feels like to be wrong
I guess I have to face it soon that what is gone is gone
But I always try to live between
Hanging on to the good old songs
I guess it's time to figure out that what is gone is gone
I'm finding what's gone is still
Completely alive and real
I'm built from everything that's gone
But I'm still here
I'm still here
On and on, I can't believe it's almost gone
And what it feels like to be wrong
I guess I have to face it soon that what is gone is gone
But I always try to live between
Hanging on to the good old songs
I guess it's time to figure out that what is gone is gone
I hit a hundred in my car
Driving on the other side of the road
So I could cover up the yellow lines
And be at peace with myself
All the windows down so i could feel the future rushing in
I'm finding this highway never slows down for me
I'm finding this world just keeps going
On and on, I can't believe it's almost gone
And what it feels like to be wrong
I guess I have to face it soon that what is gone is gone
But I always try to live between
Hanging on to the good old songs
I guess it's time to figure out that what is gone is gone
And what is here is here
I had to say it all
Wrote a letter about my independence on the bathroom wall
Thinking if I told everyone
That we could once and for all
Switch places with our obligations and free fall
I'm finding how to ride all the waves between the calm
And I'm finding this world just keeps going
On and on, I can't believe it's almost gone
And what it feels like to be wrong
I guess I have to face it soon that what is gone is gone
But I always try to live between
Hanging on to the good old songs
I guess it's time to figure out that what is gone is gone
I'm finding what's gone is still
Completely alive and real
I'm built from everything that's gone
But I'm still here
I'm still here
On and on, I can't believe it's almost gone
And what it feels like to be wrong
I guess I have to face it soon that what is gone is gone
But I always try to live between
Hanging on to the good old songs
I guess it's time to figure out that what is gone is gone
Credits
Writer(s): Jared Auble
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