Summer 2012 - Sharpless

I wanna get a visa

Just for the chance to meetcha

I need to change my groove

This year i’m loving you

When we were kids we looked at bars with amazement

But now we’re here and all we talk about are basements

(it was only four years ago // how come it feels like we’re moving slow)

In the basements we lived

You’ll find some empty 40's

Back from

When we were kids

But now we’re stuck in slo-mo

We’re all trying to quit

The cycles that we came from

But our bodies can’t fit

The changes that we give them

After years of exactly the same thing

We always miss it at the end of every spring

All the years that we spent together

Summer last forever

But

As our roots start to grow and move around

We find our homes are looser in the ground

Never loose enough to lose each other

Summers spent together

Make them last forever

And now as cycles vary

We still find sanctuary

In the wonders we loved as a child

They feel small but they still run wild

And all our friends stopped calling back

But maybe we were the ones who first lost track

(if we could we would turn back time // but there are things that just can’t

rewind)

If you pick up the phone

The story never ends

But we should all be alone

Every now and again

Feels like it’s all set in stone

The number of our friends

And the place we call home

But it really all depends

After years of exactly the same thing

We always miss it at the end of every spring

All the years that we spent together

Summer last forever

But

As our roots start to grow and move around

We find our homes are looser in the ground

Never loose enough to lose each other

Summers spent together

Make them last forever

(dance break!)

And though our paths may never cross again

Just know that we’re still the best of friends

There’s nothing good that never changes

Summer last forever

And though our lives start moving on their own

Just know that there’s nothing set in stone

Stay together don’t stay alone

Summers spent together

Stay together don’t stay alone

Pick up yourself to pick up the phone

It was only four years ago

How come it feels like we’re moving so slow

If we could we would turn back time

But there are things that just can’t rewind

All night, you want the young american

Young american young american you want the young american