Reservations Video (MV)

Another dark and cliché scene
The downpour creates a blackened
A blackened shade of green
If I just let her drive on through
I know that we'd end up on some highway to
A back-water, beat-down, Podunk town in Mississippi
But it's so damn cold
And we're too damn old
I just can't quite say
I'm ready to go
We at times lack the strength to share
Oh the lengths we go to show how we don't care
Should we let it describe us
It'll come to define us
I'll take that breakdown any way you please
It's so damn cold
And I'm too damn old
I just can't quite say
I'm ready to go
There are things to be done
And songs to be sung
Words to be stated
And things still created
And I...
When the time comes and I gotta cross
Please bear with me
I'm not the only loss
And if I laugh, don't cry
Just paint a picture of that night we drove through the rain
And started over again
'Cause it's just so damn cold
And I'm just too damn old
And I can't say I'm ready to go