Lyrics
I saw you through the window and I caught you looking at me
I noticed you looking at me through the window
Remember how they told us age was the enemy
Reflecting on how age was portrayed as an adversary
Still you held my hand so tight as we said each other’s name
You held my hand tightly while exchanging names
Things will never be the same
The situation has changed irreversibly
We found lightening in a bottle and thought it would explode
We discovered something precious, expecting it to end dramatically
So we shook it and we took it to the dark end of the road
We deliberately tested its limits in a risky situation
Threw it down on the ground and walked away from the flames
Abandoned it and walked away from the consequences
Things will never be the same
The aftermath has altered everything
Memories broke through the glass
Recollections emerged vividly
Like walking, talking photographs
Like tangible memories in motion
Reminded me of a black and white
Resembling a black and white image from the past
I watched one time late at night
A memory akin to a late-night experience
We called out to the one you know
Seeking someone known to you
The one I’ve never seen before
A person I've never encountered before
Looking for some else to blame
Searching for someone else to hold responsible
Stretch marks and purple hearts
Physical marks and emotional scars
Cigarettes in brand new cars
Contrasts like cigarettes in brand new cars
Things will never be the same
Acknowledging a permanent change
I cut off that television some one gave to us
Rejected a gift, expecting to meet again
Said I’d see you on down the line but I guess missed the bus
Misjudged the timing and missed the opportunity
I can’t wait for tomorrow but I’m stuck in yesterday
Anxious for the future but stuck in the past
Things will never be the same
Conveying the irreversible nature of the situation
Memories broke through the glass
Similar memories resurfaced
Like walking, talking photographs
Comparable to living, moving images
Reminded me of a black and white
Evoking a black and white memory from the past
I watched one time late at night
A reminiscent experience from a late-night moment
We called out to the one you know
Reaching out to someone familiar to you
The one I’ve never seen before
A person I've never encountered before
Looking for some else to blame
Seeking blame in someone else
Rest stops and soda pop
Breaks during travel and nostalgic beverages
New Orleans and southern rock
Associating with New Orleans and the genre of southern rock
Things will never be the same
Emphasizing the irreversible change
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