Lyrics
It's when you're here that I miss you the most
Tomorrow ghost coming back to haunt me
I don't believe in destiny
there's no such river
that passively
takes me towards something
There's only forks in the road and beds where we go
to dream
It's when it leaves that I feel it the most
Yesterdays toast to good luck and a long life
Taking a picture because it'll last longer
all the details
I can't be sure
will be there next year
There's a general outline and not much else to guide
you
There's only forks in the road and beds where we go
to dream
