Shine from the fire heats my heart
And the echo from the strings, a concert gone dark
Did you know the music that was on?
Well they said goin, goin, goin, gone
So now I'm missin the summer again
I'm tryna put the piece of a puzzle, and its a piece that just don't fit
The shatter of my mile meant a lot
Its a poem, unfinished, till its not
They say "you cant stay here forever, kid" oh
And boy do I agree
But if my soul is tethered anywhere
It is tethered to the top of a tree
I'm missin the Stillwater nostalgia, oh
You wouldn't believe it if I told you
But I think god works in music
And music works in me
Ooh-ooh
Now I'm missin the summer again
I'm tryna put the piece of a puzzle, a piece that just don't fit
The shatter of my mile meant a lot
Its a poem, unfinished, till its not
The weathers feeling warmer
But I was used to the cold
And now the ripples in the water are showing me memories, old
I wanna go back, maybe fix all my mistakes
But my mind cant make itself up
I'm always a mess, aint that strange?
Aint that strange?
How people change?
Like water on the bay
It was cold last month
Ha!
I wanna swim, but like love
My muscles tense up, and I cant think
So I'm sick
And I'm tired
I've been missin our revivals, and all our fires
I've been missin our revivals, and all our fires
I've been missin our revivals, and all our fires
Mhm-mm