I miss the days I'd take my shirt off and complain about the weather What can I even say anymore When did I become the problem I don't want to turn around and do the same things I did Before October Before I knew her Before October…

This is the first song I wrote about my Dad. I wrote it when I realised I was the same age he was when I was born. I reflect on what he had when he was my age, and all that he has lost.