Gold sunsets and warm air

We may be close but we're not there yet

Every hour is another hour from home

All your new friends are just goodbyes waiting to happen

I know we'll be ok

As long as there's a hunger coursing through our veins

And our hearts to guide us (guide us)



This is where i'll be until i'm old enough to know

Better get busy living

Or use to dying

Beyond common sense but believe me i'm trying



This is where we make up all the rules

By ourselves

This is how we fall, and hit the ground

And run like hell

(Fall and hit the ground, run like hell)

This is where we make up all the rules

Don't take this for granted