65,000 Miles Later

Hangnail

Compositor: Hangnail

Thinking back on summer weekends,
hanging out no need for reasons.
I recall Spot Drive-in meetings, 3 a.m. and still we're eating.
I make this promise and I'll 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't blame you,
I've been gone and you've been gone too.
Different place, so many places,
growing up just seems to've changed things.