Finds its way through the badlands
There are little things I can't forget
Little acts of tenderness
My face buried in your hair
I'd know that perfume anywhere
That was us and that was then
Memories I can't live without
Wet season rain can wear you down
Leave you praying for sunshine
Run a line between the iron box stumps
There are little things that stay with me
Little things I can't let be
First time I saw in your eyes
The truth that we both recognize
This is us and this is now
This is where and this is how
This is what my life's about
Watching seasons come and go
Like everything I used to know
Sifting through all this debris
To find whatever is left of me
This is us, and this is now
This is where, and this is how
