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