Graduation Song

It's funny how
At every stage of life
We're looking back at the golden years
But the future is what we fear

I guess I'm no different
But at least some times I try
To not worry about these things
But it's not working out tonight

Where will I be?
In a year or three?
I just can't stop thinking of a different kind of life
But that's how it goes
Do I fit the mold?
Are we all just drifting drifting through the night,
Pacing back and forth until we're old?
Can I start it again?
At least tell me what's in store

It's easy to think
About nothing at all
But what's the point in living cheap,
When it costs you all your dreams?

Where will I be?
In a year or three?
I just can't stop, worrying if I will get it right
But that's how it goes
Do I fit the mold?
Are we all just wasting wasting all our nights,
Endlessly replaying all our fights?
Can I start it again?
At least tell me when it's light



Credits
Writer(s): Sam Foreman
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