Airports and Prank Phone Calls

It’s been years since I saw your band in a basement of our good friend’s parents' house. We formed those bonds beneath the ground, formed those bonds amongst the sound of songs you wrote in hope for better days

If it were up to me, I’d relive all those days that I sang the words, hummed the melodies, over and over again. If it were up to me, I’d relive every day that we felt alone, together

Some of us will drink ourselves to sleep tonight. Some of us won't even sleep in Pennsylvania. Some of us will drink ourselves to sleep tonight. Some of us won't even sleep in Pennsylvania

If it were up to me, I’d relive all those days that I sung the words, hummed the melodies, over and over again. If it were up to me, I’d relive every day that we felt alone, together

If it were up to me, we’d be back in the basement, yeah back in the place where we felt happy. But it’s not up to me, so I’ll relive those days in my dreams, and smile when we pass on the street