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Must Be Seven

Billy Strings

Band/Artist: Billy Strings

Album: Home

Dirty broken dishes
Cigarette burns on the floor
She held a look of disbelief
And wandered through the door
To have a seat and meet the parents of the child
That was heading the wrong way
And it's probably seven years
Since she turned around and hit the road that day

Paper tearing off the walls
A rotten, moldy sink
Well, he wandered to the cupboard
Just to fix himself a drink
Like there wasn't something wrong
Like he couldn't see the sorrow in the soul
And it must be seven years
Since he tipped his hat and told 'em all "So long"

Well, she was so distracted
By the color of the room
She never thought that she would see
Her little flower bloom
And take the cards that he was dealt
Into the house the big, bad wolf could not blow down
And it must be seven years now
Since they turned their lives around

She said, "Stay on track
Don't let me see you lookin' back
Never mind what's left behind and don't look back
Don't look back"

Well the house shrunk in the rearview
They left it far behind
It faded out of sight
Back to the shadows of her mind
Like the shards of shattered mirrors
Broken pieces scattered o'er the burial ground
And it must be seven years now
Since they got out of that town

She said, "Stay on track
Don't let me see you lookin' back
Never mind what's left behind and don't look back
Don't look back"