Thirty - 2

Life began on Friday nights. When every road was paradise. Time to hang with all my friends. We thought it would last forever. Funny how it never does

I'm thirty-two, trying to find my way. Living for tomorrow, thinking about yesterday. Thank God I had those days the first time around. I'm thirty-two; life was sweet. When we thought we'd never change, and every year felt worlds away

We were kings of parking lots, dreamers under neon lights, laughing as we'd never grow old, certain we'd outrun the clock

Now the faces come and go. Some are names I barely know. Some are ghosts I carry still, walking beside me through the years

I'm thirty-two, trying to find my way. Living for tomorrow, thinking about yesterday. Thank God I had those days the first time around. I'm thirty-two; around. Life was sweet when we thought we'd never change, and every year felt worlds away

Life began after school...When did they change all the rules?

Verse 3

Called up Jamie just to hear his voice

He said the mortgage's got him pinned

Talked for an hour about nothing much

And everything we've been

He said man I miss the old us too

But the old us had no rent to pay

We laughed like we were seventeen again

Then neither of us knew what to say

Pre-Chorus

And the years go rolling like a river slow

You can't go back but you can't let go

So I hold the good parts close

Chorus

I'm thirty-two, still trying to find my way

Living for tomorrow, thinking about yesterday

Thank God I had those days the first time around

I'm thirty-two, and I'm still here

Learning how to hold the years

Without letting go of what they meant

Flute Solo

Verse 4

Drove past the old arcade tonight

It's a vape shop now, of course

Stood outside in the parking lot

Felt the pull and the remorse

Some kid asked me if I needed help

I said no man, I'm just looking

At a place that used to know my name

Before the world kept taking

Pre-Chorus

And the years go rolling like a river slow

You can't go back but you can't let go

So I hold the good parts close

Chorus

I'm thirty-two, still trying to find my way

Living for tomorrow, thinking about yesterday

Thank God I had those days the first time around

I'm thirty-two, and I'm still here

Learning how to hold the years

Without letting go of what they meant

Post-Chorus

Oh-oh-oh, the years roll on

Oh-oh-oh, the years roll on

(On and on)

(On and on)

Bridge

Maybe growing up ain't losing

Maybe it's just learning how to keep

The kid I was inside the man I am

While the river's running deep

I don't need to go back

I just needed to remember

That the fire never left me

It just burned a little slower

Guitar Solo

Verse 5

So here's to Friday nights and parking lots

To the friends who drifted and the ones who stayed

To the ones who left too early

And the promises we made

I'm not the king of anything

But I've got a kingdom in my chest

Full of every kid I used to be

Still giving it their best

Chorus

I'm thirty-two, still trying to find my way

Living for tomorrow, thinking about yesterday

Thank God I had those days the first time around

I'm thirty-two, and I'm still here

Learning how to hold the years

Without letting go of what they meant

Outro

(Thirty-two)

Life was sweet

(Thirty-two)

When we thought we'd never change

And every year felt worlds away

(Worlds away)

(Worlds away)