promenade

there was smoke in the air

when it came around and saw

he was really alone

memories look like blood in the water

sweeter than pain

just like confetti in the rain

he was known for his bed side manner

he wanted to believe

that people only hear what they see

he had a good time being the bad guy

he didn't wanna understand why

that old song makes him cry

i remember when it felt like

we were walking with god

little heaven when the sun goes down

walking hand in hand down on the promenade

he was alone in a dark room

overlooking the mall

with a gun in his hand

and no one to call

he was waiting for a reason

to fade and run

just like photos in a window

that turn blue in the sun

people used to call it a breakdown

now we've made a case to make it go away

people used to call it a mid-life crisis

he just sits there

looks at pictures of himself

from way back in the day

remember when it felt like

we were walking with god

getting stupid in a stolen car

making love in the garage behind the promenade

i think i need to slow down

i think i need to slow my roll

i need to put the gun down

i feel so lost

i feel so out of control

i broke myself in pieces to make my name

i broke those people dumb enough to get in my way

now i look in the mirror and i can't see me

i can't even swallow the world and still be hungry

remember when it felt like

we were walking with god

holding hands with my dad and my mom

walking in the life to see santa on the promenade

remember when it felt like

we were walking with god

remember when it felt like

we were walking with god

remember

remember

remember when it felt like

we were walking with god

remember when it felt like

we were walking with god