The bridge is all crumbled
The water soaks into rocks
That fell at the bottom of the road (At the end of the town)
The town that we lived in
The memories shaken apart from the weeds that growOver the sidewalks
Running away from the streets we knew
Sidewalks
Like time we thought was made for you or…Out on the front porch watching the cars as they go by
(Eighteen blue, twenty one grey)
Looking ahead for the first time that we could drive out on our own
To speed awayFrom the sidewalks
Running away from the streets we knew
Sidewalks
Like time we thought was made for you or…All of the days have passed us by
All of the sun is gone… awaySidewalks
Running away from the streets we knewSidewalks
Running away from the streets we knew
Sidewalks
Like time we thought was made for youSidewalks
The bridges are crumpled the water soaks into rocks
Sidewalks
That fell at the bottom of the road
Composição: John Feldmann / Story of the Year.
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