It was the first snow of the season
  i can almost see you breathin
  in the middle of that empty street
    Sometimes i still see myself
  in that lonesome bedroom
  playin 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 remembrence
  are just like shipwrecks
  only theyre gone faster
  than the smell after it rains
    last night while everyone was sleepin
  i tripped through my old neighborhood
  and resurrected memories from ashes
    we said that we would never
  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
  these relics of remembrence
  are just like shipwrecks
  only theyre gone faster
  than the smell after it rains
    So long astoria
  i found a map to buried treasure
  and even if we come home empty handed
  well still have our stories
  of 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 raise my glass to the memories we had
  this is my wish
  this is my wish
  im takin back
  im takin them all back