Lyrics

Empty playground,
Swings just sway now
They barely make a sound
It’s coming back now
Chasing sundown
Through the streets of our hometown

We used to skip stones and roll the dice
We used to run fast and seek and hide
Way back when

We were eighteen with fake ID’s
Getting drunk on the merry-go-round
Wearing ripped jeans and 90’s tees
Never thought we’d have to slow down
on the merry-go-round
The merry-go-round

Found our names in the faded pavement
Can barely read um now
As we grew taller
Our shadows longer
Can almost see um now

We used to skip stones and roll the dice
We used to run fast and seek and hide
Way back when

We were eighteen with fake ID’s
Getting drunk on the merry-go-round
Wearing ripped jeans and 90’s tees
Never thought we’d have to slow down
on the merry-go-round
The merry-go-round

I’m spinning around in pirouettes
Dancing along to our old hits
Those were the good times
No time for goodbyes
Running around with no regrets
Can’t get it back but I won’t forget
Those were the good times
I guess it goodbye

Eighteen with fake ID’s getting drunk on the merry-go-round

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