I stumbled upon an ugly grey sweater
That I used to wear in my senior year
I can't believe that it got so much use
To be thrown in the back of a closet for years
I wore it that night that we defaced school property
Armed with our shovels and picks in hand
We took to the campus at four in the morning
And tore up that pretty white flowerbed

It was our last hurrah
We all needed one last hurrah

When the cops came, we fled to those old white apartments
I tore my sweater while scaling the fence
They pulled over Brian, but gave him no ticket
Just dirty looks and their petty two cents
The night I told Mom that I'd drop out of college
Surely that sweater was on my back
She asked me why, and I said "To play music."
And ever since then, she could never relax

Oh, but I had no choice
I swear to you, I had no choice

And I know it could keep someone warm who's less fortunate
But I'm selfish and won't let it go
I gave thought to shipping it off to Goodwill
With a heartfelt and uplifting note
But the truth is I hoard everything tied to memory
Like sentiment's some form of gold

So I won't, and it's back in the closet you go


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