Memorial Flame Trees

This town made me Trace the shape of a town From this roof, the light, it filtered through Intoxicated memories colour my view But I don't mind that it doesn't feel like mine Everyone's got a hometown I learn from the people That surround me When that song ends and I'm back here again Ears atop the mall or memorial flame Well, I'm not sure, but it doesn't feel okay Everyone's got a hometown But I don't mind that it doesn't feel like mine Everyone's got a hometown And I don't stay, so I'll never see it change Everyone's got a hometown