Roaring Twentysomethings Songtext

was a soldering gun, was a miracle tonic
but now it can never grow back
all the parts that you lost through indifference and pride.
tell me who has been taking who for a ride
setting the course for the rest of your life
from freedom to the day to day.
but when you're too young to pine for the good old times
and too old to run away at the first sign of change,
throw up your hands because everything fades
except for the day to day.
beneath the archway that holds up the ceiling
there stands the love of my life
they say compassion turns to pity and passion into comfort
but she's got better things to do with her time
and honest to god, i don't know what i'd do
if something were ever to happen to you
so let this build the bridge connecting the two
the future to yesterday
and we'll watch summer grow into january lows
as the calendar falls down from the wall we'll open our hands and try to embrace
even the day to day.