Gardening Angel - Souvenir

Remember that old barn and the letters that you wrote
Hidden in the hayloft where we sat so long ago
Walking in the fields
The highway into town
We're going to watch a movie
Won't you come and see your friends

The cross above the church glows the same shade neon pink
As the Déjà Vu Live Nude Girls sign just down the street
And the Sunday morning hobos are the only signs of life
As you stumble home from yet another wasted sleepless night

Everywhere that you've ever been is there inside your head
And these scars are just the souvenirs of places you have been

And you don't see signs like that anymore
It's been a long time since I knocked on that old door
For the last time
And they don't cut lines like that anymore
If you're just going to cheat then why am I keeping score

Every breathe that you've ever spent is there inside your skin
And these lines are just the souvenirs of places you have been

This body's just a souvenir
A place that you have been

Written by:
Moriah Wenning

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