Playground hilltop skyline
Haunted housing countryside
From bleachers to the bookstore
Corrosive words we can't confine
Starry skies from front lawns
Trampoline and fireworks
Bikini top on main street
Drunken heads that never hurt
This is who we were
This is who we were
Mother's house with hedges
Hair let down in dimming light
Broken words unmentioned
A made up face for sleepless nights
Crying on my shoulder
Campfire love, some faithless thoughts
Beliefs that all grew colder
In distances for what we're not
This is who we were
But it never meant a lot