It's kinda like the feeling you get

When you're finally peeling the flag magnet off your car

It had stuck to your driver's door since 2001

Now it's knotted in a trash bag, at the bottom of the trash

Way back, back, back, at the back of the garage

Oh, when I think of 9/11

I wish I would I would've followed you home

Oh Erin

I wish I would've followed you home