So long, Astoria - The Ataris 
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 when everyone was sleeping 
I dreampt of 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 
Life is only as good as the memories we make 
And im 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 
So long, astoria 
I found a map to burried treasure 
And even if we come home empty-handed 
We'll still have our stories and battle scars 
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 own 
This is my world 
And I'm taking it back 
I'm taking it all back
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