Indian summer sky, let's set the fucking stage.
Three months to remember,
Or lose'em in a drunken haze.
We hit every city on the coast that'll host us;
To a skate park in Pompano,
To West Palm and Ft. Lauderdale.

If everyday was like this,
And every night was like this,
Then I would want to live forever.
These days, these nights,
Friendly flames that form one light.
We live by the choices we make,
We share a bond that will never...

This is where you are,
And that place from which you come.
We'll come again and come again and come again,
So let it fucking go.

From South Beach to South Street,
From Philadelphia,
Together there is no way we can lose.

I'm on fire T'm wired and wide awake,
And I ain't never going back to sleep.
As long as we can make this last,
I ain't never going back.

This is where you are,
And that place from which you come.
We'll come again and come again and come again,
So let it fucking go.