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lyrics
We were summer kids
Born on the equinox
Quite the tough guys in our crib
But everyone looks cool in August
We used to talk for hours
About our D&D campaign, about girls
Leaning on this white tree midway from our homes
We could never go to bed, go to bed
‘Cause that would mean we’d stop the fun
See, we caved in at some point
And woke up apart
We were summer kids
Born on the equinox
Trying desperately not to skid
Now that autumn is upon us
We used to drink for hours
Reciting lines from Caddyshack on Amherst
It wasn’t heaven, but it was nice having our own hell
We could never go to work, go to work
‘Cause that would mean we’d stop the fun
Somehow we lost track down the road
Like with every fucking soul I’ve ever loved
Yet our friendship lived on, through aeons gone
Though our hardships took on, leaving but crumbs
But we’re back to our tree
Whenever I plug in my guitar and you’re beating on your drums
And our friendship lives on!
And our friendship lives on!
And our friendship lives on!
But we’re back to our tree whenever you beat on your drums
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