Mackwave

Mack

in the

back of my mind

Call that name and the room turns wide I heard your name

in a borrowed car Old night air and a faded star

Every track hit like a door swung back Every street sign pointed

up to Mack I was young when the speakers blew Now the

dust still moves when I think of you

Hold that fire in a cut-up frame Lose myself every time you

say my name Take me up till the floor gives way

Turn the ache to a wave

One more time let it break my chest

I remember you best

Mack, bring it back,

bring it back to life

Light that spark in the black of night Mack,

hit hard, let the whole room rise We go

up, we go wide Mack,

bring it back, bring it back again Old hearts beat till they

break then mend Mack,

stay loud in the open sky We go up,

we go

high Now the years run gold on the window glass Still I

chase that sound from the distant past Bittersweet with a weight so

clean Like a dream with the teeth of a machine When the

crowd sings out and the ceiling shakes I can feel every old

mistake Turn to heat in a single breath

Like a love that outruns death Oh,

carry me through the flame Hold me steady in the rain

If I fall into that sound Lift me when it all comes

down Mack, bring it back,

bring it back to life

Light that spark in the black of night Mack,

hit hard, let the whole room rise We go up,

we go wide Mack,

bring it back, bring it back again

Old hearts beat till they break then mend Mack,

stay loud in the open sky We go up,

we go high

Mack in the

back of my mind

Still alive, still

alive