The Tree Line - Digging Graves Lyrics

You sit at home
And think about the past
What else could have been
And why nothing seems to last

And all you've done
Is put songs up on a shelf
Spent the last four years
Feeling sorry for yourself

We dig up graves
To see our face
More like what we had in mind
If the good old days
Were half as great
Then why leave it all behind?

Don't haunt yourself
With someone else
What you might have done
It's here and now
Just get it out
Don't let it slip away
Just like the good old days

When you still had the band
You'd drive across New England
In that van
And pour your hearts
Out in empty rooms
In empty towns
And just do the best you can

But that's not it
You got tired and you got sick
Felt the great world spin
And then you quit

We dig up graves
To see our face
More like what we had in mind
If the good old days
Were half as great
Then why leave it all behind?

Don't haunt yourself
With someone else
What you might have done
It's here and now
Just get it out
Don't let it slip away

Were you yourself
At seventeen?
All four track tapes
And nicotine
The past is not a point in time
It's taillights on a dotted line
A fading hint of where you were before

Is there a way
To really know?
You got old but did you grow?
Or did you just sit down
And write the same old song?
The same old song

Don't haunt yourself
With someone else
What you might have done
It's here and now
Just get it out
Don't let it slip away
Just like the good old days