7 Years In the Making
I wanna go someplace where everybody wins 'cause I've lost all my friendsSince they got brand new eyes, they don't look at me the sameIt's anyone's guess, where I went wrong?Now I'm the only one who's thinking back
Seven years ago, seven years in the makingBut we're always taking for granted the hands that fed us fullTen miles left to go, time is healing nothingOnly a matter of numbers that won't make us right
But I'm gonna make it throughHey, hey, heyI'm just tired, so don't push meThere's more than enough room for a sad song or two
There was a beginning to the storyBut I don't remember, I don't rememberThere was a reason, something we wantedAnd I'm not backing down till I get it
Twenty years ago, twenty years in the makingWell, I know the highway better than I know myselfIn a few years, I hope I settle in toThe big idea that I can't live for anyone else
But I'm gonna make it throughHey, hey, heyI'm just tired, so don't push meThere's more than enough room for a sad song or two
I'm carrying bricks around my neckI can't keep my head upI can't see too far aheadI can't keep my head up
It's like carrying bricks around my neckTo make you remember it's like digging up the dead'Cause you won't remember how we got hereWhy we are here
When you finally decide it's worth the painI'm here, I never went anywhereGrowing older, I never thoughtThat I would look back and not regret a thing