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So here we are
Not so far
What are you complaining about?
Here we are, we're only without
So come
Let's go
Want you to know
There's a party, let's go make some friends
Get back in the saddle again, oh yeah
So we talked about romance and major in blank
Gave up on those dreams with a grin on our face
Made small talk with bouncers while dodging bar hoppers
Synchronized sadness and grew out of Converse
Gaslit ourselves into smoking blue Camels
Laughed on the petty high school soap opera scandals
Drove really fast with our heads in the wind
Danced to the beat of some fine fleeting hymn
Questioned convictions and messed with the system
Chickened out and left when we should've just kissed them
Whispered our poems when we could've been screaming
Them and their friends, how they're no longer speaking
Lit Christmas lights in the center of September
Swear I'll feel better by the end of December
Cramped up, envisioning the beauty of mountains
Craving the coins in the Tompkins Park fountain
Recycled the truths of the good ole days
Clung to the light from the window on her face
Believed that some day it'll all be perfect
Bathed in the knowledge that the pain was all worth it
And oh
There's a high-pitched ringing
Oh, it's a wonderful feeling
To be alive and singing
To be free and anything
Oh yeah