You think you remember where it is...
Guitar-driven alternative modern rock, with a retro twinge.
Story behind the song
Old photographs in a dumpster...
Lyrics
Mark an X
She clings to you like a siamese twin
When you turn arounds, it’s the museum again
Deep in your dumpster, your blond backyard
Deals from the bottom of the deck and then
Photos from your past go sailing by
Slow and safe
Safe and sane is written on your face
Mark those rules with a careful tool
So you won’t
Forget
To Mark
An X where you buried it
Don’t forget to Mark an X where you buried it
Turn your head
Turn the tide
Turning your trade you’ve not a soul to hide
Don’t pass GO, don’t collect no dough
Photos from the past you will never know
Yes
Or no
But no means yes, if you’re forced to guess
Mark those rules with a careful tool
So you won’t
Forget
To Mark
An X where you buried it
Don’t forget to Mark an X where you buried it
Patience never lies
Bleed into and
Practice your new life
Bury it
Bury it
Bury bury Bury Bury
Bury those rules with a careful tool
So you won’t
Forget
To Mark
An X where you buried it
Don’t forget to Mark an X where you buried it
