Groundskeeping

It's the truth What all the old people say About the wasted youth Lawn mowing at the old school There's a problem to sleuth Someone's getting blazed In the next booth It's the way to go Trust fall and a catcall No clue what you know Grounds keeping at the new school There's some wind to blow See your friends at the next show A sunset drive looking out to the sea A million thoughts come right back to me 'Cuz we were kids and we just didn't know The feelings that we heard on the radio You know it's true When all the things that you said Come straight back to you Thinking 'bout the letter I wrote in 2002 Turn red and white to black and blue And I wish That way back when the days They faded with a kiss Goodbye my friend I thought I could have missed Something in the air I couldn't dismiss A crew of friends heading out to the sea Kicking up sand and shimmering with glee Wasting time watching water flow Where those times went I don't even know