Younger Lungs

Remember back when we used to have
Younger lungs and a louder laugh?
We cursed out loud after one lonely fact
that we knew it wouldn't last

I always thought we would be better off
Completely gone than completely lost
And now the reasons why
Are becoming a blur

So to whom it may concern
Every lesson that I've learned
All the pages ripped and burned
It's the thought that there's a memory
And it's starting to come back to me

Three streets down and
One block over
It's where we do it all again
Again, again, who-o-o-oah
Three streets down and
One block over
It's where we do it all again

Remember when this was the promised land?
Awake at night with no future plan?
We believed what's lost will always come back
But we knew it wouldn't last
I kinda thought we would be crossing off
the list we've done, not who we had lost
For now the reasons why are becoming a blur

So to whom it may concern
Every lesson that I've learned
All the pages ripped and burned
It's the thought that there's a memory
And it's starting to come back to me

Three streets down and
One block over
It's where we do it all again
Again, again, who-o-o-oah
Three streets down and
One block over
It's where we do it all again

So
the story goes
You know
we drank and smoked our weight in gold
If that's a sin, then truth be told

So to whom it may concern
Hanging on to every word
From the point of no return
Is a thought that there's a memory
And it's starting to come back to me

Three streets down and
One block over
It's where we do it all again
Again, again, who-o-o-oah
Three streets down and
One block over
Three streets down and
One block over
We'll go back and do it all again
Again, again, who-o-o-oah
Three streets down and
One block over
Let's go back and do it all again