Storytellers from Break by Slingshot Dakota

Take me back to my blissful youth
Time didn’t matter, we made up the rules
We looked each other in the eyes
Passed notes in the hallway, spent afternoons underneath the sky
Oh it was perfect
It used to be
Oh it was perfect
There’s a place in the back of my mind
Where everyone’s still around
We can go whenever you want
Where everything lost is found
I can feel the day that you died
We fell on the floor and felt nothing inside
I can hear gunshots in my head
You got away from the one who wanted you left for dead
Oh my god
It used to be
Oh my god
There’s a place in the back of my mind
Where everyone’s still around
We can go whenever you want
Where everything lost is found
We can’t erase it, we can’t erase it
Storytelling ’til the end of time
I’ll hold on tightly to your words
If you hold tight to mine
We’ll think of something

• Alternative
• indie
• indie rock
• Allentown