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The Night We Met
Lord Huron Lyrics


I am not the only traveler
Who has not repaid his debt
I've been searching for a trail to follow again
Take me back to the night we met

And then I can tell myself
What the hell I'm supposed to do
And then I can tell myself
Not to ride along with you

I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
Oh, take me back to the night we met

When the night was full of terrors
And your eyes were filled with tears
When you had not touched me yet
Oh, take me back to the night we met

I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
Take me back to the night we met

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Written by: Ben Schneider

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Matthew

it’s almost 4 in the morning, and I’m sitting in my car by the end of this road in the woods.

I’m listening to this song. Only my dog is with me, currently he’s sleeping peacefully in the backseat, cuz of that I have the volume down. I also have my front windows down. It’s so silent outside, I can’t even hear sounds of crickets or any other insects. On my left and right I see nothing other than trees, in front of me is a dead end. Tonight is a moonless night, it’s so dark out here. Yet, I much rather be here or any where else other than to be anywhere close to the house that I’ve shared with my fiancé.

Last summer, she unfortunately went missing. Without knowing where she’s at, or if she’s alive or dead, and ever since she disappeared my world came crashing down, it turned into something I can only describe it to be like water, everything is tasteless.

If you pass by our house and took one look at it, you’ll see long grass, dead roses, maybe some trash on the ground also. You’ll think that this house is vacant. A lot of times I would enter that place and stand in the middle of the living room for like not more than five minutes, then I will go back out again. A lot of nights I fell asleep in the car, I have had nights where I drove to a friend’s house or my parent’s in the middle of the night. Sometimes I would rent a room in a nearby hotel, or just take my camping gear to go out to the wilderness and spend a couple of days alone. Trying to escape reality, I take no one other than our dog, The two of us consider him our child. Nowadays all that I do is drink most of the nights away, or just sit alone seeing pictures and videos of us, Reading our text messages, some are flirtatious and some are arguments over stupid things. Every day I spend hours listening to her voicemails and have them on repeat, just wanna sleep imagining and listening to her beautiful voice talking

I know that was too long, to be honest, i’m just rambling on and typing my thoughts as I go. I don’t know why I’ve wrote all that, I guess I just needed to get that off my chest. I wish I could have closure, I want to know where she’s at and how she’s doing, that’s all.



Anisa Dwi

I am not the only traveler
Who has not repaid his debt
I've been searching for a trail to follow again
Take me back to the night we met

And then I can tell myself
What the hell I'm supposed to do
And then I can tell myself
Not to ride along with you

I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
Oh, take me back to the night we met

When the night was full of terrors
And your eyes were filled with tears
When you had not touched me yet
Oh, take me back to the night we met

I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
Take me back to the night we met



Pretheba Roshene Orwell

I am not the only traveler
Who has not repaid his debt
I've been searching for a trail to follow again
Take me back to the night we met

And then I can tell myself
What the hell I'm supposed to do
And then I can tell myself
Not to ride along with you

I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
Oh, take me back to the night we met

When the night was full of terrors
And your eyes were filled with tears
When you had not touched me yet
Oh, take me back to the night we met

I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
Take me back to the night we met



veavin

I am not the only traveler
Who has not repaid his debt
I've been searching for a trail to follow again
Take me back to the night we met
And then I can tell myself
What the hell I'm supposed to do
And then I can tell myself
Not to ride along with you
I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
Oh, take me back to the night we met
When the night was full of terrors
And your eyes were filled with tears
When you had not touched me yet
Oh, take me back to the night we met
I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
Take me back to the night we met



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Rebelle Game

Guys, remember difficult roads often lead to beautiful destinations.
Only in the darkness can you see the stars.
No matter what, you’ll be okay.

Gg11

Thank you..

Madalina Craiu

💙

Proxy Chain

@ana papashvili <

Patrícia Amado

​@Proxy Chain o André isso que o

John Doe

33 years and I haven’t been ok yet. God help me! I’ll continue to walk the road

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Matthew

it’s almost 4 in the morning, and I’m sitting in my car by the end of this road in the woods.

I’m listening to this song. Only my dog is with me, currently he’s sleeping peacefully in the backseat, cuz of that I have the volume down. I also have my front windows down. It’s so silent outside, I can’t even hear sounds of crickets or any other insects. On my left and right I see nothing other than trees, in front of me is a dead end. Tonight is a moonless night, it’s so dark out here. Yet, I much rather be here or any where else other than to be anywhere close to the house that I’ve shared with my fiancé.

Last summer, she unfortunately went missing. Without knowing where she’s at, or if she’s alive or dead, and ever since she disappeared my world came crashing down, it turned into something I can only describe it to be like water, everything is tasteless.

If you pass by our house and took one look at it, you’ll see long grass, dead roses, maybe some trash on the ground also. You’ll think that this house is vacant. A lot of times I would enter that place and stand in the middle of the living room for like not more than five minutes, then I will go back out again. A lot of nights I fell asleep in the car, I have had nights where I drove to a friend’s house or my parent’s in the middle of the night. Sometimes I would rent a room in a nearby hotel, or just take my camping gear to go out to the wilderness and spend a couple of days alone. Trying to escape reality, I take no one other than our dog, The two of us consider him our child. Nowadays all that I do is drink most of the nights away, or just sit alone seeing pictures and videos of us, Reading our text messages, some are flirtatious and some are arguments over stupid things. Every day I spend hours listening to her voicemails and have them on repeat, just wanna sleep imagining and listening to her beautiful voice talking

I know that was too long, to be honest, i’m just rambling on and typing my thoughts as I go. I don’t know why I’ve wrote all that, I guess I just needed to get that off my chest. I wish I could have closure, I want to know where she’s at and how she’s doing, that’s all.

Bamsehamselv

Mate, write to me if you need Company, im always up for a talk!

Jayjay Aldrin

Beatiful story it made me cry! Moving on was always the hardest choice but to stay in that ‘circle’ is just like keep touching the wounds. I wish you will find the answer someday!

HSE

I'm so sorry you have to go through this, Matt. I hope you get your closure <3

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