Texty: Mariana's Trench. Masterpiece Theatre. Acadia.
In the house I grew up in, my room in the basement
The hours turning to years we've spent
Remember Chris in the backyard laughing so damn hard
And no one knew why but the rest is forgotten
Behind me sometimes it reminds me
Of when we, we used to belong here
Every memory comes on when I hear that old song
We used to sing with the words all wrong
I remember the faces and familiar places
Tonight seemed all wrong but Acadia is gone
Ran out of gas on the highway, we walked there and I gave
Drunken speeches on sobriety
Now we've all moved away and somehow we came in
But I remember where it began at
Behind me sometimes it reminds me
Of when we, we used to belong here
Every memory comes on when I hear that old song
We used to sing with the words all wrong
I remember the faces and familiar places
Tonight seemed all wrong but Acadia is gone
Remember in 1712 Acadia road fell
They tore the house down
Every memory comes on when I hear that old song
We used to sing with the words all wrong
I remember the faces and familiar places
Tonight seemed all wrong but Acadia is gone, Acadia is gone
In the house I grew up in, remember the faces
When Andrew and I wrecked each other's cars and
Acadia is, Acadia is gone
The hours turning to years we've spent
Remember Chris in the backyard laughing so damn hard
And no one knew why but the rest is forgotten
Behind me sometimes it reminds me
Of when we, we used to belong here
Every memory comes on when I hear that old song
We used to sing with the words all wrong
I remember the faces and familiar places
Tonight seemed all wrong but Acadia is gone
Ran out of gas on the highway, we walked there and I gave
Drunken speeches on sobriety
Now we've all moved away and somehow we came in
But I remember where it began at
Behind me sometimes it reminds me
Of when we, we used to belong here
Every memory comes on when I hear that old song
We used to sing with the words all wrong
I remember the faces and familiar places
Tonight seemed all wrong but Acadia is gone
Remember in 1712 Acadia road fell
They tore the house down
Every memory comes on when I hear that old song
We used to sing with the words all wrong
I remember the faces and familiar places
Tonight seemed all wrong but Acadia is gone, Acadia is gone
In the house I grew up in, remember the faces
When Andrew and I wrecked each other's cars and
Acadia is, Acadia is gone
Masterpiece Theatre