Thinking back on summer weekends,
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hanging out no need for reasons.
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I recall Spot Drive-in meetings, 3 a.m. and still we?e eating.
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I make this promise and I?l keep it, never will my friends I forfeit.
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To all the ones who feel forgotten,
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keep holding on to these words just said.
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I understand and I don? blame you,
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I?e been gone and you?e been gone too.
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Different place, so many places,
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growing up just seems to've changed things.
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65,000 Miles Later
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