Rushing Back (Live at Red Rocks)

I always let the days slip away, I should have been making up my mind

I never opened up, took it all in and now I’m running out of time

Sometimes I dream about going back, keeping all the things I left behind

But now I know you can’t change the past, way too young to know the reason why

I feel the gravity pulling me faster than it ever has before

When I was seventeen nicotine loving had me rushing out the door

I try to hold it back, take a breathe looking at old pictures on the floor

But I hear everything telling me you don’t have the time you gotta go

And it all comes rushing back, rushing back

And it all comes rushing back, rushing back, rushing back, rushing back

And it all comes rushing back, rushing back

And it all comes rushing back, rushing back, rushing back, rushing back

I always let the days slip away, I should have been making up my mind

I never opened up, took it all in and now I’m running out of time

Sometimes I dream about going back, keeping all the things I left behind

But now I know you can’t change the past, way too young to know the reason why

And it all comes rushing back, rushing back

And it all comes rushing back, rushing back, rushing back, rushing back

And it all comes rushing back, rushing back

And it all comes rushing back, rushing back, rushing back, rushing back