Stuck On the Ground

I know a road we can go down
A place that feels un-found
A place you've never been
From a place you never left

And I'm singing in this run down bar
With rusty dreams and an old guitar
Just wondering where the hell you might have gone

We can act like our worlds are still the same
Like nothings ever, really changed

Lets pretend that we're still kids
Caught up in the mess we're in
Telling stories feeling 16 again
Thank God we don't need fake Id's
We have plenty of nicotine
It was more fun sneaking it around
No I'm not stuck in the past
Just stuck on the ground

Well I don't blame you for skipping town
I was chasin you and you were chasing down
All the dreams that you couldn't bare to lose

We Jumped on trains and climbed or roofs
Consequences had no rule
We never learned on our first mistake

But those rooftops without you don't feel the same
Let's climb on up, and relive those glory days

Well lets pretend that we're still kids
Caught up in the mess we're in
Telling stories feeling 16 again
Thank God we don't need fake Id's
We have plenty of nicotine
It was more fun sneaking it around
No I'm not stuck in the past
Just stuck on the ground

And I know tonight, that you're just passing through
You left town but the town never left you

Well lets pretend that we're still kids, caught up in the mess we're in
Telling stories feeling 16 again
Thank God we don't need fake Id's
We have plenty of nicotine
It was more fun sneaking in it around
No I'm not stuck in the past
But while you were way up in the clouds
I'm stuck on the ground

And I'm singing in this run down bar, with rusty dreams and an old guitar