Up the Line

Still running wild in the streets
Leather studded rusted patches faded on the sleeves
Throwing days away like cellophane
Living life caught up in that breeze

Did we
Have we
Should we ever grow up
Living in a neverland
Outside our show
In the parking lot
The music still echoes on and on and on
Traveling down eighty one north bound

We're looking back now
From the other side of tracks now
We're looking back now
From the other side of the tracks now

Days long gone
As we're looking back
I often think about those place
Often think about the past
Those names now written in stone
Their spirts live on in the rock n' roll
Voices screaming in my memory
Faces in the crowd fade away
Keep our heads up as we move on
Past is past and this is our song
We'll keep singing stories of our lives
I've seen the writing on the wall
We're still young and sharp as a knife
I've seen the writing on the wall
We'll stay young until we die
I've seen the writing on the wall
Just keep driving if we leave anything behind



Credits
Writer(s): Sean Carey
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