65,000 Miles Later - Hangnail

Thinking back on summer weekends,

hanging out no need for reasons.

I recall Spot Drivein meetings,

3 a.m. and still were eating.

I make this promise and Ill 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 dont blame you,

Ive been gone and youve been gone too.

Different place, so many places,

growing up just seems to’ve changed things.