Heartland

You must have been the patron saint of growing up in the worst place
It must have taken all hell to get you out
You used to tell me all the darkest imagery about a dream you had that's all gone now
You taught me everything about the silence, bloody fretboards, and how to shout
We spent a night in a basement off Hawthorne, then never saw you come back around

I've been swimming up troubled water
I've done a lot I don't care to honor
And it don't mean much, but I'm sorry for what I've done
For all I've done

I used to get so goddamn angry about the things I couldn't change
I had a polaroid picture of you I must have lost along the way
I hope you're not still out there wandering
I hope you're nothing like you used to be
Those keepsakes aren't worth the weight and not worth remembering

I've been swimming up troubled water
I've done a lot I don't care to honor
And it don't mean much, but I'm sorry for what I've done
For all I've done

I've been swimming up troubled water
I've done a lot I don't care to honor
And it don't mean much, but I'm sorry for what I've done
For all I've done