I think it was 1999,
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That seems about right.
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Right where Maple and 8th Street collide.
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I think it was at that place and time
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We came to decide the next ten years of our lives.
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I feel there were reasons why
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'Cause I think we felt lost sometimes.
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In overcrowded high schools.
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We're just getting by.
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So Brian sings "I am my own mountain."
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I feel like I'm waiting for my time, my time.
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Hey, we're complicated.
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There's tables full of records and homemade zines and
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Hey, we're underrated.
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And though we weren't changing the world, it was the world to me.
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In about six years, we'd evolved
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And centered it all.
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Right on second where Mitchell left off.
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It was a cold October fall.
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VFW hall.
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Singing songs while my friends sang along.
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Some days the cops get called,
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But no, we won't knock this off.
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We're diving off of pool tables, we're piling on.
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And when we're cleaning up, VFW might get drunk.
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He tells us about girls he got in Vietnam.
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Best dude.
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Hey, we're complicated.
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There's tables full of records and homemade zines and
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Hey, we're underrated.
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And though we weren't changing the world, it was the world to me.
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This town sounds dead when I come through, lately.
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I can't forget the ways he shaped me.
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When I come back, it's like I'm singing
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"Last Chance Rhode Island" all over again.
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Leavenhouse. 11:30.
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The Wonder Years |