There was smoke in the air
When he came around and saw
He was really alone
Memories look like blood in the water
Sweet and ugly pain
Just like confetti in the rain
He was known for his bedside manner
He wanted to believe
That people only hear what they see
He had a good time being the bad guy
He didn't want to understand why
That old song makes him cry
I remember when it felt like we were walking with God
A little heaven when the sun goes down
Walking hand and 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 the window
That turn blue in the sun
People used to call it a breakdown
Now he medicates to make it go away
Yeah Yeah people used to call it a mid life crisis
He just sits and 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... behind the Promenade
Think I need to slow down
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
How can you 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 lights 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
