Letra de The Last Place I Saw You Alive (The Jordan Lake Sessions Volume 3)
I'm not thinking of you When I swing left onto Gordon Avenue It's just the way the traffic veers Haven't driven down these streets in yearsBut then I pass the last place I saw you aliveI walk the narrow path these days I can't see going back to my old ways Call to mind sometimes that bloody, stinking mess As worms turn into butterflies, I guessBut then I pass the last place I saw you aliveIt's changed since you were here, or else it hasn't It was precious, it was deadly It was ours and then it wasn'tIt's only now and then you come to mind There's a trillion things you left behind It's just the way the math works out Nothing really to get worked up aboutBut then I pass the last place I saw you aliveThis is the song about the effect of people seeing out of my glasses It's called, "In memory of Satan"