It was the first snow of the season,   I can almost see you breathing   In the middle of that empty street      Sometimes i still see myself   In that lonesome bedroom   Playing 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 rememberance   Are just like shipwrecks   Only they're gone faster than the smell after it rains      Last night when everyone was sleeping   I dreampt of my old neighborhood   And resurrected memories from ashes   We said that we would never fit in   When 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   Polaroids of classrooms unattended   These relics of rememberance are just like shipwrecks   Only they're gone faster than the smell after it rains      So long, astoria   I found a map to burried treasure   And even if we come home empty-handed   We'll still have our stories and 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'll raise my glass to the memories we own      This is my world   And I'm taking it back   I'm taking it all back