The Last Place I Saw You Alive

I'm not thinking of you When I swing left onto Gordon Avenue It's just the way the traffic veers Haven't driven down these streets in years But then I pass the last place I saw you alive I walk the narrow path these days I can't see going back to my old ways Call to mind sometimes that bloody, stinking mess Us worms turn into butterflies, I guess But then I pass the last place I saw you alive It's changed since you were here, or else it hasn't It was special, it was deadly It was ours and then it wasn't It's only now and then you come to mind There's a trillion things you left behind It's just the way the math works out Nothing really to get worked up about But then I pass the last place I saw you alive --- The Last Place I Saw You Alive - The Mountain Goats