What Used to Be

(albüm: Fire It Up - 2012)

There's a little white house
At the end of my street
Where my old man's fishing boat
Used to float
In the shade of a willow tree
Concrete angel in the garden
With a sign saying welcome home
Sleeping there in a bed of weeds
Where mama's roses used to grow

Busted-out screen door
[?] rusty front porch swing
Daddy rolled the cigarettes
Smoked and listened to the crickets sing
Every time at [?]
Like a river I run home
Standing with my brother
'Neath that tin roof waterfall

What used to be
What used to be
All those years
Looking back at me
I open up the gate
I take one step at a time
I go just beyond the door
Down the hallways of my mind
And with tears in my eyes
I can't see
What used to be

At the bottom of the stairs
Beneath cross upon the wall
Right there beside the bible
Sat a picture of us all
Right there in black and white
Just a moment of my life
Looking back for
The whole wide world to see

What used to be
What used to be
All those years
Looking back at me
I open up the gate
I take one step at a time
I go just beyond the door
Down the hallways of my mind
And with tears in my eyes
I can't see
What used to be

What used to be
What used to be
All those years
Looking back at me
I open up the gate
I take one step at a time
I go just beyond the door
Down the hallways of my mind
With tears in my eyes
I can't see
What used to be
What used to be
What used to be