Hangnail 65,000 Miles Later
Thinking back on summer weekends,
hanging out no need for reasons.
I recall Spot Drive-in meetings, 3 a.m. and still we抮e eating.
I make this promise and I抣l keep it, never will my friends I forfeit.
To all the ones who feel forgotten,
keep holding on to these words just said.
I understand and I don抰 blame you,
I抳e been gone and you抳e been gone too.
Different place, so many places,
growing up just seems to've changed things.
