It's Here Lyrics

It's here, somewhere

In this old garage

That once held warm Sunday mornings

And life passed us by

Without a second thought

Without giving a warning

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh

My hands are stained

With the pith and pulp

Of freshly squeezed memories

I can't explain

The longing for familiar

But outgrown necessities

I can't let go

Just quite yet

Without losing a part of myself

In the undertow

Of what we forget

It's meaningless, I know

It's here, somewhere

In this shattered mug

That once held strong morning coffee

And cream tasted sweet

When we both believed

There was never an ending

I can't let go

Just quite yet

Without losing a part of myself

In the undertow

Of what we forget

It's meaningless, I know

It's here, it's here, it's here

It's crazy but I know

It's here, it's here, it's here

I'm crazy but I know

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh