I can't say that i miss my old dog much
And i've never looked back since i left home long ago
But i hoped a trip into the country
Would help remind me all the things i used to know

That's what i came for
That's what i hoped for

There once was good blood in the breeze here
We rode across the lake each new year
What have i remembered
What did this used to be

The ice, it used to shine upon our river
It was a mirror that the cold dark water ran away deep beneath
And here were many years of winter drownings
I kept track of these things as they were told to me

And that's what i came for
That's what i hoped for

There once was good blood in the breeze here
We rode across the lake each new year
What have i remembered
What did this used to be

The changes of the year were once like breathing
Well this year they're the seasons of my discontent
But i cannot rewrite my old diaries
I can only recall all the things that came & went

And that's what i came for
That's what i hoped for

There once was good blood in the breeze here
We rode across the lake each new year
What have i remembered
What did this used to be