Burn the burden of old ways.
Taste of the future on display.
We followed life until fresh air,
and now we know how to not go back there.

Is a lifetime overnight?
What he saw in his sleep was
more real than reality.
It didn’t make sense, but that’s how it seemed.

Living out our youngest dreams.
Swerving in and out of me.
Back and forth, then there and back.
Four blown tires, but we’re on the right track.

Torch the lessons we were taught.
Realize that we’re all we’ve got.
We’ve followed us until fresh air,
and now we know how to know who still cares.

Is a lifetime overnight?
What he saw in his sleep was
old souls coming in from sea.
It didn’t make sense, but that’s how it seemed.

Living out our youngest dreams.
Swerving in and out of me.
Back and forth, then there and back.
Four blown tires, but we’re on the right track.

And you know I’d still come running.

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