St. Charlene Lyrics - Hem

Traded my last favor 

For a map of St. Charlene 

All these ghosts and angels 

Friends and strangers 

Ask me where I've been 

The engine seemed to tremble 

When I drove through our old town 

And I found the house 

Where we used to live 

When I tried my key 

I don't know what I thought I'd find 

I tried to remember 

What I thought I thought I left behind 

The rooms were all deserted 

Though the landlord kept them well 

They were swept and shuttered 

Paint that covered our familiar smells 

I looked around our kitchen 

And I climbed the narrow stairs 

And I called your name 

Just so I could hear it 

And I swear these rooms 

Were where we once used to make love 

Now they're just a space 

And there's no trace left of us 

I spent another five days 

On the banks of St. Charlene 

After my car was fixed 

I made some extra cash for gasoline 

I left without remembering 

The reason I had come 

But I knew then that I needed to leave 

If I'm sad at least I know 

That nothing's what it was 

And I'm out of place 

'Cause there's no trace left of us 

There was no trace left of us