SINGER: The Ataris

SONG:So Long, Astoria

It was the first snow of the season
i can almost see you breathing in the middle of that empty street
sometimes i still see myself in that lonesome bedroom
playing my guitar and singing songs of hope for a better future
Life is only as good as the memories we make
and i'm taking back what belongs to me
polaroids of classrooms unattended
these relics of rememberance are just like shipwrecks
only they're gone faster than the smell after it rains
Last night while everyone was sleeping
i drove through my old neighborhood
and resurrected memories from ashes.
We said that we would never fit in
when we were really just like them
does rebellion ever make a difference?
So long, astoria, i found a map of buried treasure
and even if we come home empty handed we'll still have our stories
of battlescars, pirate ships, and wounded hearts
broken bones and all the best of friendships
And when this hourglass
has filtered out its final grain of sand
i'll raise my glass to the memories we had
this is my wish and i'm taking it back
i'm taking 'em all back