Once I was born to be leaving

Once I was cruel to be kind

But lately I've been dreaming

Of things I left behind

Snap shirts with stains on the collars

Books full of words underlined

Black boots I bought for a dollar

Things I left behind

Don't try to change what the truth is

Traces remain in my mind

I hope you find some kind of use

For the things I left behind

Posters of bands I once sang with

LP's I scratched over time

Words that have dropped from my language

Things I left behind

Don't try to change what the truth is

Traces remain in my mind

I hope you find some kind of use

For the things I left behind

So choose what you want to remember

And try not to be too unkind

My life still burns in the embers

Of the things I left behind

Don't try to change what the truth is

Traces remain in my mind

I hope you find some kind of use

For the things I left behind

I hope you find some kind of proof

In the things I left behind