We all sold our souls
For cheap thrills and android phones
I miss my friends
I’m sick of staying updated through face book statuses
We used to walk from place to place
Searching for some peace of mind
A little bit of fresh air and concrete was all that
Was needed to
Pass the time
Vagrant kids with no direction
Parking lots full of
Imagination
Making permanent impressions on the asphalt
We painted these streets with our memories
But we’re grown up now
None of our neighbors know our names
(anymore)
The magic’s gone
And it hurts to say goodbye
I need those sidewalks again
I need to feel the wind up against my skin
(just another month)
We’ll get some drinks with our oldest friends
And We’ll pretend
Yeah we’ll pretend
That things are
Just like they used to be
I want it back
I want it back
Let’s take it back together
