long time comin

Taking Back Sunday

Thereââ?¬â?¢s a symphony out past the trees
Beyond your fatherââ?¬â?¢s house
The one you grew up in
Then grew out of
Got yourself to higher ground

You told me you ainââ?¬â?¢t gonna miss it
But youââ?¬â?¢ll never hear it like you heard it then
Like you heard it thenââ?¬¦

I didnââ?¬â?¢t mean to wake you
Oh I know itââ?¬â?¢s late, these walls are cavinââ?¬â?¢ in
I didnââ?¬â?¢t mean to wake you
I left a note that read, these walls are cavinââ?¬â?¢ in

Well halfway out of town loading
Your fatherââ?¬â?¢s fatherââ?¬â?¢s gun
The one he smuggled back from Germany
After the war was won

You told me he ainââ?¬â?¢t gonna miss it
That itââ?¬â?¢ll serve its purpose
Like it did back then
Just like it did back then
Besides he ainââ?¬â?¢t around to miss it
Yeah, heââ?¬â?¢ll never hear it like he heard it then
Not like he heard it thenââ?¬¦

I didnââ?¬â?¢t mean to wake you
Oh, I know itââ?¬â?¢s late these walls are cavinââ?¬â?¢ in
I didnââ?¬â?¢t mean to wake you
I left a note that read, these wall are cavinââ?¬â?¢ in
Oh, oh, these walls are cavinââ?¬â?¢ inââ?¬¦
The walls were cavinââ?¬â?¢ inââ?¬¦